Love in the Time of Human Papillomavirus - AJJ, Andrew Jackson Jihad

You will cough up crows that peck my eyes

And I will do nothing but go blind

But my heart, it has eyes

And my love, it has sight

Even though it may be a little cloudy

And you will break my back for all the burdens I lay upon it

But I will never blame you for those bees inside this bonnet

And my lungs will grow cancers

And my back it will grow achy

I will buy us an acre

Of some land in the city

We could live there together

Or I’ll live alone less happy

But I’ll live

Unfortunately