Elana Banana was rotting in jail
“Appealing is fruitless,” she thought with a wail
Thick-skinned kleptomaniac – this is my fate
As hard as I try I just cannot go straight
From “Out of the Frying Pun”
Elana Banana was rotting in jail
“Appealing is fruitless,” she thought with a wail
Thick-skinned kleptomaniac – this is my fate
As hard as I try I just cannot go straight
From “Out of the Frying Pun”