Out in the west Texas town of El Paso, I fell in love with a Mexican Mohel. She had a Taco and I had a lasso, I named her Susan; Susan E. Boil. My mistress was dying alone in a convent; my mistress fell ill and there was no cure. My Phillip became a slinky no workie, I took a blue pill and workie it did. I had no dinner, so I'll eat beef jerky, and Cakewalk's forum will go on like El Cid.