: There was a kid
: Who went to skid
: For a marathon
: He weaped for days
: For killing a being
: In marathon
: Someone else spilt ink on his kilt
: But he didnt wilt
: Only because of marathon
: This is the last verse
: In the curse
: Called Marathon
Not bad. The song should be bellowed as loud as you can to the musical accompaniment of full automatic gunfire. If I chop my legs off at the knees I find I can dance to this. If you shoot a Pfhor Trooper with the MA-75B he dances to the song too!
Gary Simmons
the Battle Cat