Hey! What's this wholesomeness doing in this disgusting thread?

...which puts me in mind of Tom Lehrers Irish Ballad

About a maid I'll sing a song
(Sing rickety tickety tin)
About a maid I'll sing a song,
Who didn't have her family long
Not only did she do them wrong,
She did every one of them in, them in
She did every one of them in.

One morning in a fit of pique,
She drowned her brother in the creek...

And so on. It ends...

(But when the constable came by
Her little pranks she did not deny
For to do so she would have had to lie
And lying, she knew, was a sin...
Lying, she knew was a sin.)

Yup.
W-O