My brother’s had three eye transplants
And none of them took
Now he just has a dry socket
Empty and deep staring right at you
That’s his good eye
The other eye’s sewed up
He don’t hear so good neither
On account of the hunting accident
That blowed his right ear off
It was a miracle he lived through that
And the Korean war
Where he lost his nose and sense of taste
In a freak accident
That’s all I gotta say
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