"The Sinister Exaggerator" as written by and Homer Flynn....
Your life is leaning downhill
Sloping off the outer edge
Your undetermined oyster beds
Were found to be a hedge

You cause the kids of Elmer Fudd
To feed the farmer whose
Cadaver's filled with onion rings
And feet are filled with glue

Now sinister exaggerator
What's your claim to fame?
Is still your favorite Ferlingetti
Found in Auntie Maim?

Your alter life is superceded
Only from above
Your hear is like a silken sponge
That calls saliva love


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"Sinister Exaggerator" as written by Homer Flynn Hardy Winfred Fox

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