There was an old maid in Van Nuys Who went crazy from making mud pie...

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               There was an old maid in Van Nuys 
               Who went crazy from making mud pies. 
                    She would fill them with farts 
                    And pickled beef-hearts, 
               And bake them between her fierce thighs.

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