Entry 008 [voice]
[Light throat clearing.]
Oh dear roommate,
Why are you so angry?
What have I done to earn your hate?
All I want to do is be your mate.
Your gun is so shiny,
Your eyes are so blue.
I can be less whiney,
If you let me room with you.
[This goes on for at eight more stanzas, all basically saying the same thing.]
...Maybe someday we can go for a pint.
[There's an awkward, expectant pause, and then he adds:]
We won't get beer,
Instead we'll get tea.
Tea does not make me as queer,
I mean, it doesn't make me pee.
Oh dear roommate,
Why are you so angry?
What have I done to earn your hate?
All I want to do is be your mate.
Your gun is so shiny,
Your eyes are so blue.
I can be less whiney,
If you let me room with you.
[This goes on for at eight more stanzas, all basically saying the same thing.]
...Maybe someday we can go for a pint.
[There's an awkward, expectant pause, and then he adds:]
We won't get beer,
Instead we'll get tea.
Tea does not make me as queer,
I mean, it doesn't make me pee.