Mary was a little lamb with snow as white as skin. And every time she went on the lam, she'd flee the place she'd been. She followed a school of fish one day, but realized she couldn't swim. She began to drown and sunk straight down, and was never seen again.
Mary had a little scam: to fleece a dealer out of blow. And everywhere the dealer dealt, Mary was close in tow. She followed him to a school one day, and watched him sell to teens. She studied him for many weeks and learned all his routines. Then, it came time to do the deed, and Mary began her con. It seemed as though she would succeed, but the dealer soon caught on. He let her think that all the pieces were falling into place; so when she finally dropped her guard, he shot her in the face.
Mary liked a little lamb minced in her Shepherd's Pie. She was Irish, and that's how they make it.
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