Collaboratively Written By: Ben Vest, David Guy Ramirez, Lee Todd Lacks, Tracy Shults-Wright, CJ Foster & Jesse Batista
It was the perfect mystery With clues hiding truths. It will go down in history... An act of pure intimacy. Unrelated DNA ancestry Leading to possible accessories. Noting this very expressively Running that mouth most excessively Leading to eventually Quite unconditionally Their lack of morality Lead to their fatality Perhaps done in the library Where they committed their bribery Accepting their financial aid recovery. Covid vaccine discovery With ingredients for a remedy Being discovered in Yosemite Wasn’t the source of the primary Appearing in court preliminary This is going back and forth, Spinning like a rotisserie. Blowing up like an insinderary Another explosive theory The aftermath quite eerie Examining the clue upon delivery His body reacted in such quivery Animated as if twitching It's repocussion's from snitching Or an act of witching For which she got a switching For the crime scene, she’s ditching Started scratching where it's itching... Skin like an infected disease Infected boils popped with ease The puss oosed and smelled like rotten cheese Amused, it was like a gushing stream, Spilt open from cadaver seams I swabbed her with witch hazel, in spite of her screams The sound was horrific, resonated with nightmare dreams Life isn't always what it seems. As the nightmares became more extreme Working the case with a productive team Who else are they going to ream... Evidence pointing towards mustard cream Lacking confidence with no self esteem... Begging for interrupt in the usual stream Time to chill and stop making a scene Let's smoke and regroup, c'mon gang - To the Mystery Machine! Hey Raggy it's time to come clean “I don’t know if it’s just me... But the walls are sproutin’ eyes and it’s muddying my chi!” Daphne, this might be the sweet grass talkin', but your ass looks fine to me! Back off now, your lewd thoughts are a pipe-dream. there’s a mystery to solve, so it would seem. Regardless, my peaches ain’t touchin’ your cream!
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