A woman turning 40 sits down on your lawn
Lays down on her back letting out a yawn
You run out your front door at the crack of dawn
To see the stupid bitch sleeping on your lawn
You pull out your sword, showing off your brawn
And chop that stupid bitches head off, the one on your lawn
You remove all her clothes and throw her to the street
Then again with the sword, you chop off both her feet
To eat
As a treat