Rounder

Were a radia gunslung Were a murdream boys room On a slight of jadeself Are you tied of drying, rounder? Dimed a thousand cycles Come around to meet we Holding each folding How are you keeling, rounder? Were a rounder too Were a rounder too Were a rounder too Were a rounder too Plant a seed to vulture Damned to returning Who married the widow Were a round man turning, rounder? Hostess of November Were the horses clodding On slick embers going Past the gamblers odding, rounder Were a rounder too Were a rounder too Were a rounder too Were a rounder too