Beyond the Pale

Moms beat their children half to death For scissoring up their best white sheets Cutting out two holes for eyes Ghosts don't really look like that Damaged linens is the Outer Limits Is Addams Family crazy beyond the pale Whiter than white turned gray Thank you Thing! Give Cousin Itt a comb for all that hair To see through this vale of tears and darkness Hand him a brush with death A hand sandwich with mustard on it Hand him a knife to cut through clouds Gray beyond the pale Beyond white sheets with holes cut in them Blowing in the wind with ghosts still in them