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Red Wing

there once was an indian maid
There once was an Indian Maid,
And she was so afraid,
That some buckaroo,
Would wop it up her flue,
As she lay sleeping in the shade.

So whe had an idea grand,
And filled it up with sand,
So no buckaroo,
Could wop it up her flue,
And claim the promised land.

Oh the moon shines bright on pretty RedWing,
As whe lay sleeping,
A buck came creeping,
Upon his bollocks he came creeping,
To claim the promised land.

Now he was a redskin wise,
And parted RedWings thighs,
And with one grunt,
He wopped it up her cunt,
And little RedWing opened up her eyes.

Now as she came to life,
She grabbed her bowie knife,
And with one slash,
Cut his bollocks from his arse,
And now he's living in the pleasures of the past.

Oh the moon shines bright on pretty RedWing,
Above the awning,
There hangs a warning,
Two redskin bollocks are a warning,
Above the wigwam door.

Notes: The above text was retrieved from http://www.odps.org/glossword/index.php?a=term&u=5ba9aa5c615baea9 on 22 April 2004

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Retrieved from http://www.h3sob.com/hymnal/hym331.shtml on 22 april
2004

Pretty Redwing

There once was an Indian maid,
Who always was afraid,
That some buckaroo would slip it up her flue,
As she lay sleeping the whole night through.

She had an idea grand,
And she filled it up with sand,
So no big buck in search of fuck,
Could reach the promised land.

Oh, the moon shines bright on pretty Redwing.

As she lay sleeping,
There came a creeping,
A cowboy quietly came creeping,
His heart a leaping as he spied her.

Redwing sprang to life,
Whipped out her Bowie knife.
With two quick cuts she severed his nuts,
And then she stabbed him in the guts.

The cowboy he did die,
Beneath the prairie sky.
He stretched his luck in search of a fuck,
For Redwing was too sly.

Oh, the moon shines bright on pretty Redwing,
As she lies snoring there hangs a warning:
The cowboy's balls are now adorning,
Her teepee awning for all to see.

But to her big surprise,
Her belly began to rise.
And out of her cunt came a little runt
Who had a strange look in his eyes.

Poor Redwing was distressed,
Until the Chief confessed.
You can't pull the wool o'er Sitting Bull-
At fucking I'm the best.

Oh, the moon shines bright on pretty Redwing.
Within her teepee the kid makes peepee.
And poor Redwing constantly is sleepy
As she makes yippee with Sitting Bull.

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