Life, But More Proper

Lady Luck is feeling ill,

Father Time went to get milk.

Tiny Tim is getting hungry,

Lady Luck has got no money.


Sandman comes to save the day,

Lady Luck is like ‘hooray!’

Sandman hits her every night.

Tiny Tim just cries and cries.


Tiny Tim has gotten older.

Lady Luck has gotten colder.

Sandman fucking stuck around.

Tiny Tim now stands his ground.


Sandman raised his fists again.

Lady Luck, she looks to Tim.

Tiny Tim has had enough.

Sandman asks,” You feelin’ tough?”


Tiny Tim, he pulls a blade.

Sandman needs to fucking pay.

Tiny Tim gives Sandman gills.

Lady Luck is feeling ill.


(I’m so sorry for this. 🥲)

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