And To Think I Saw It On Mulberry Street

Brain Cand-e

I was about to start working one day
Just enjoying a drink before it started
A scotch to be exact(of the butter variety)
When a thing bothered
Wanting a sip of my drink
When he was obviously stuffed
Beyond that if i might say
That is when he bluffed
He said he could identify my refreshment
Said he has a nose that could smell brimstone in hell
Massive olfactory? MY FOOT!
I drank a liquor was all he could tell
Said it was exactly a fuzzy navel
That is when a knife appeared in my hand
I couldn't stop its movements and soon
His gut fed the hungry and he was the land