An Original Epic Mafia ballad retold over the years again and again by yours truly, MafiaGod. Feel free to sing this song slightly to the tune of "Into The Woods", while you are are bored awaiting for games to fill. And as always, f the mods - MG.

January 28th 2019

Verse 1 - Crushed Crickets

crickets

crunchy crickets

stepping on crunchy crickets

flat and next day also toasty crickets

cause the side walk and sun are hot the next day

and it makes those flattened crickets toasty

and they get their crunchy crunch back

stomping on extra crunchy crickets

crunchy crickets

Verse 2 - Freaky Crickets

crickets

cherping crickets

having cherpy sex in the grass

sexy fat and lazy crickets in the grass

cause they eat all that grass and get their cherp on

and it makes fattened crickets lazy

and they lose their cherp for the next day

non-cherping crickets

Verse 3 - Delectable Crickets

crickets

tasty crickets

raging crickets spitting acid

angry raging crickets when you catch them

spitting at a hungry Asian kid's squinty eye balls

and he chomps their heads clean off

and he sings nom nom nom

yummy crickets

The End - Thank God right?

and that is the story

of the yummy tastey angry raging horny sexual cherpy toasty and crunchy crickets

that lived in my back yard

crickets .