LIMERICKS AND STUFF By Leigh Collin Brandt

I went over to Indiana, to sing my gramma nana song, It's about life in the dark heart, hinterland, and stabbing with a prong, You see, ...

Carman was a crayfish, She played in mud all day, She once climbed into a clay dish, Then Carmen went away, Carman was sold as a crawda...

Simon was a giant crawdad, He ate dead fish and smelled real bad, He brushed twice a day, And used mouthwash they say, He still had no f...