West St. Louis County

LITTLE DEBBIE HAD-A-LOT

Little Debbie
Had-a-lot.
Born to wealth,
She had-a-shot.

Just like other
County girls
Straight out west
Where means unfurls.

But the others,
Who reside,
In the land of
Laundry-Tide

Keep their silence,
Do it right.
County pillars
In our sight.

Are they diff'rent?
No, I'll tell.
They are next
In line for hell.

Little Debbie
Had-a-lot.
No finesse,
She went to pot.

Just like west,
Sterile, quiet,
Cirrhosis souls,
A sinful riot.

So kneel and pray
For Debbie's soul.
Get out of line
Where hell's the goal.

Confess your sins
Before Mass-High.
Remember Debbie....
There go I.

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