Quaint Bell Cracks I’m feeling so fucking quaint now, yo
that I think I’m gon jack off
into your hot cup of tea;

I’ll jizz on yer wedding gown
while you’re out picking daisies
and it’ll be dainty
as jingling bells
Cracked
by a woodpecker,
a hermit with a pickaxe
and a politically charged lunatic with a sledge hammer.

Which one made the bigger hole?
Which hole was more libertine?