I remember that night by the single light
With the guards gathered 'round in a ring
Training with batons on Shame's foul bottom
As outside a buzzard sing.
He says to me, "Well, Rap," says he,
"I forgot what I was going to say,"
But if I do I hope that you
Will not forget someday."

Well he was the lowest of the low
And I couldn't say "No"
And neither could I say "Yes"
So I did my part
With an answering fart
Which relieved my great distress.