It's a dutiful Norman. "Maaa!!"
He's gotta go and slice awhile.
Naughty child,
As kid, wasn't weaned. . .lech-pair boy.

Crazy loon, he's gonna backslide,
Get dressed to the nines and sharpen his tines.
But he'll shun the makeup,
While planning Mother's brand-new slay.
He ain't gay. . .
Just a dutiful Norman. "Maaa!!"

This nerd don't know that shivvin's wrong,
So wrong.
And so he's off to filet now.

Wears dame's duds. . .looks smashing in gown,
The hemline hanging down, a little close to ground.

"You just ain't no good," his Mother whines,
And that kills his pride;
Mom he'll hide. . .cellar, dried. . .filled her hide.

Dude filled ma. . .sawdust, straw.

He likes to go in that room with a shower
Where dames undress; his madness starts to flower.
He's as she; the other she starts screamin'.
More of gore outplays as he slays; then she lays
Thataways, dead dame. Nerd-dame off sashays,
"Maaa!!!" Son lays dead dame sideways, cleans.
Strays back into mania when a dude,
Arbogast, arrives to ask, "Have you
Of miss Crane had a view. Norm eschews
Any news. Then he slew dick and threw
Him in slough. "Maaaaa!!"