In all things a rapid beginner,
Young Fay soon excelled as a sinner;
When tired, at nine,
Of cocaine and fine wine,
She switched to cigars and paint thinner.
Marie, on the brink of disaster,
Went off to speak with her pastor;
She feared what he'd think
Of her troubles with drink,
But lucky for her he was plastered.
Milly pushed her brother Ned
Headlong into traffic;
Once the peevish brat was dead
It seemed a little drastic.
Willie with a thirst for gore
Nailed his sister to the door.
Mother said with humor quaint,
"Willie dear, don't scratch the paint."
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