An Original Epic Mafia ballad retold over the years again and again by yours truly, MafiaGod. Feel free to sing this song slightly to the tune of "Into The Woods", while you are are bored awaiting for games to fill. And as always, f the mods - MG.
January 28th 2019
Verse 1 - Crushed Crickets
crickets
crunchy crickets
stepping on crunchy crickets
flat and next day also toasty crickets
cause the side walk and sun are hot the next day
and it makes those flattened crickets toasty
and they get their crunchy crunch back
stomping on extra crunchy crickets
crunchy crickets
Verse 2 - Freaky Crickets
crickets
cherping crickets
having cherpy sex in the grass
sexy fat and lazy crickets in the grass
cause they eat all that grass and get their cherp on
and it makes fattened crickets lazy
and they lose their cherp for the next day
non-cherping crickets
Verse 3 - Delectable Crickets
crickets
tasty crickets
raging crickets spitting acid
angry raging crickets when you catch them
spitting at a hungry Asian kid's squinty eye balls
and he chomps their heads clean off
and he sings nom nom nom
yummy crickets
The End - Thank God right?
and that is the story
of the yummy tastey angry raging horny sexual cherpy toasty and crunchy crickets
that lived in my back yard
crickets .