Listen, my childer, and thou shall hear,
Of a Tory and Malk in love so dear
She looked oh-so-pretty, with her clothes all in shreds,
Dancing to music by the band in her head.
He dressed all in gray, and likewise was handsome.
Reading books about Van-Gough and Shakespere and Hanson.

They met in a bar called "The Crypt" one night.
He wanted inspiration, and she wanted a bite.
Then, across the dance floor their eyes met.
He saw an angel, and she saw a pet.
"I'm from Germany," he said, "My name is Karl Luther."
She said, "Hi! My name's Jessie, and I'm from the future!"

They sat down at the bar, and they ordered their drinks
He had a Bull's Blood, she some India Ink.
They shared some conversation about their lives
He played cello in the orchestra, and she played with knives
And she laughed at his jokes, as he played with her hair
T'was the beginning of an eternal affair...

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