Some of you may have met mathematicians and wondered how they got that way.
We are the folk song army, every one of us cares. We all hate poverty, war, and injustice unlike the rest of you squares.
There's ten stuffed heads in my trophy room right now, two game wardens, seven hunters, and a cow.
Base eight is just like base ten really, if you're missing two fingers.
I ache for the touch of your lips dear, but much more for the touch of your whips dear.
Be careful not to do your good deeds when there's no one watching you.