[Sightseek]

Originally Posted by Mortimer

Stopping by Woods to Dump A Body


Whose vaporized head this is I think I know.
His body is still in the chamber, though;
He will not see it spazzing there
Perhaps I should put it outside; in the snow.

My little horsey thinks this dead head queer
To stop without a body near
I decided instead to fling it out onto the frozen lake
The rotting process will take a year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
He thinks the odd head some mistake.
It appears to him to be a dweeb
Of a simple mind and a total flake.

The vaporized head is empty and doesn't sound a peep,
But it doesn't know where art its body,
It's miles away upon the frozen lake,
It's miles away upon the frozen lake.



Mortimer Dexter Foxworthy

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Excellent!