Monthly Archives: April 2016



And this is the straw that broke my back
This is not an attack
I won’t hit back
And this is the straw that twisted my spine
But don’t ever you mind
I’ll always be fine
And this is the rope you’re hung upon
That you swung upon
Twas much too long
And this is how I fare-thee-well,
I’ll see you in hell,
Where all good devils must dwell