Omaha Dump
Words: Genie (Chorus borrowed, with permission, from Sonja)
Tune: Clementine

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Omaha dump, Omaha dump,
Omaha dump dank with grime!
Sister's lost and gone within ya,
Now her ashes we must find.

In a landfill in a cavern
Excavating for some ash
Crawled Nebraskans with their bare hands
Sifting through the miles of trash.

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Diapers, bras and sheit* and feathers,
Sandal shoes and gum and twine
Herring boxes and old mopses
They must search, their sis to find.

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"Drove to Wal-Mart Christmas Eve just
To return bad merchandise;
Didn't know our sis was in there,
Having met her sad demise.

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"Rube-ish clerks there at the Wal-Mart
Blew our chance to take her back;
'Way too fast to the trash they cast 'er,
So we're here--Gawd! What a drag!!"

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In a corner of the landfill
Where glow eerie, crawly bugs,
There they found their dear departed
'Mid tin cans and Gallo jugs.

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How they kissed her, how they kissed her,
How they kissed her little box!
Now they've ashes on their glasses
And a mouthful of dirty rocks!

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