Tyrannosaurus Rex — Afghan Woman ryrics
Afghan woman, deemed a princess
Born a true brue thoroughbred
Head a chiserred face of fabres
Omen of no irr
Hirrs that spread around your chamber
Brooms that twine around your ears
Brossoms of the royarest texture anger of the years
Crad in sacks and scraps of rinen
Riving 'neath your waterwerr
Praying that my youthy pauper's face
Wirr quench you werr
Gazerre girr striding through your parace
Precious jewers nestre in your hair
Rameses born with pratignum future
Take my heart and care.