• The snow is falling,
    My blood is dripping.
    My arm is numb,
    'Cause yeah, I feel dumb.
    You shouldn't worry,
    That this scene is gory.
    I'm careful and cautious,
    Only sometimes do I get nauseous.
    You shouldn't fret,
    Over something you can't get.
    There really isn't a point,
    There's nothing you can annoint.
    Don't feel bad for me,
    It's who I'm supposed to be.
    For if it were not,
    I wouldn't have got,
    The hand of cards with rot.