In shell
Drawing pictures
Of fence tops
With him on top
Lemon yellow sun
Eyestalks raised in a V
The dead lay in pools of pale blue below
Scientists tried to give attention
To the fact that his shell turned left
Snail Jeremy the Wicked
Ruled his world, but
Jeremy didn’t get laid today
Jeremy didn’t get laid today
Clearly I remember
Pickin’ on the boy
Seemed a harmless little mollusc
Oh, but we unleashed a hedgehog
Gnashed his radula
Shot darts at mantles
How could I forget
He hit me with a surprise bump
My shell left hurtin’
Oh, tipped right over
Just like the day
Like the day I heard
Scientists tried to give affection
But the boy was something she wouldn’t mate
Snail Jeremy the Wicked
Ruled his world
Jeremy didn’t get laid today
Jeremy didn’t get laid today
Jeremy didn’t get laid today
Try to forget this… (try to forget this)
Try to erase this… (try to erase this)
From the postdoc paper
Jeremy didn’t get laid today
Jeremy didn’t get laid today
ComfortableRaspberry@feddit.org 1 day ago
Him and the other two potential partners of him. But they have an alibi. Seems like they had a shell of a time (⌐■-■)
Sciaphobia@sh.itjust.works 1 day ago
Take all of your things and get out.
ComfortableRaspberry@feddit.org 1 day ago
(ಠ_ಠ)>⌐■-■ Even during the interview things were slowly getting out of hand again (⌐■-■)