When last we left him,
Hour Hero Yes was recently diagnosed as being last haver
Of a most unusual sort of blood
And quite surprised by the news himself,
(And still the genuinely unlucky man)
He now wields his one and own body bag
Of this, his now very very rare blood
And so we find him seated not starved but smalled,
Before a really really rather serious spread
His evening's eats have been copped and bequeathed
By the richest of rich who's only child is especially sick
Their fair scared parent eyes reading weak,
Yelling help across some 200 feet of set table
Yours far full of edge perfectly like (like perfectly still) like perfectly still like straight teeth
It seems so few would know just what to do as the new (the new) and improved lucky you,
To be courted and prized as someone else's very own (own own) personal blood mine
(x2)
B L Ooh D (x4)
I mean
What if your o-so unique blood
Then became the latest craze?
Would the dear desperate world not get the wrong/right idea,
You, now owning all your ever so happening blood
You sole proprietor of all that priceless red wet (x2)
Yeah
What if?
What if your blood were then all the rage?
What then?
What if your blood weren't you?
(x4)
What would you give
In order to get your hands
On the utmost luxurious blood
To have yours flushed out completely
And replaced with that of a nice bright white
Would you later pay extra
For your old red tide to be glassed,
Sat down, room warm beside your occupied hospital bed.
So that when you were well
And in your right mind of red wets
And new whites. You just might
Indeed, spill your own and old blood
It seems so few would know just what to do as the new (the new) and improved lucky you,
To be courted and prized as someone else's very own (own own) personal blood mine
(x2)
Can't you hear your mercury just ringing with the jingles already?
Is there a terrible time to your life that never seems to let up?
Is is a terrible time of the great nothing much?
What say you leave your past life's luck in the dust,
And let the miracle most of modern day at your blood?
(Offer limited while the happenning works. Still some may not work for salvage. May not be suitable for seven year olds over the age of death. Complementary meat pack and aspirin for every tenth customer)
Blood: You know you want it
Blood: It's the modern day
Blood: Yeah. What you would
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