On top of old smokey
all covered in blood
I shot I shot my poor teacher
with a 44 stud.
I went to her funeral
I went to her grave,
some people thew flowers
I threw hand granades.
She got up and chased
me so I cut off her head.
It rolled down the drive way
and into the street
and now all the cats
have something to eat.
-Marj Mears, Tulsa, Oklahoma
Circa Early ’90s
Comment By: Chloe
April 8th, 2011 at 4:04 pm
On top of old smokey
All covered in sand
I shot my poor teacher
With a big rubber band
I shot her with pleasure
I shot her with pride
I just couldn’t miss her
She was forty foot wide
I went to her funeral
Looked down at her grave
Some people threw flowers
I threw a grenade
The coffin went up
The coffin went down
The coffin went splatter
All over the town
There are many verses after this, but I can’t remember them. Needless to say they were all about repeatedly killing this teacher. This was learnt in Ipswich, Queensland, Australia in 1992.