Polly wants a cracker I think I should get off her first I think she wants some water To put out the blow torch It isn't me We have some seed Let me clip Your dirty wings Let me take a ride Don't cut yourself I want some help To please myself I've got some rope You have been told I promise you I have been true Let me take a ride Don't cut yourself I want some help To please myself Polly wants a cracker Maybe she would like some food She asks me to untie her A chase would be nice for a few It isn't me We have some seed Let me clip Your dirty wings Let me take a ride Don't cut yourself I want some help To please myself I've got some rope You have been told I promise you I have been true Let me take a ride Don't cut yourself I want some help To please myself Polly said Polly says her back hurts And she's just as bored as me She caught me off my guard It amazes me, the will of instinct It isn't me We have some seed Let me clip Your dirty wings Let me take a ride Don't cut yourself I want some help To please myself I've got some rope You have been told I promise you I have been true Let me take a ride Don't cut yourself I want some help To please myself I decided to listen to Nirvana and I just realized what Polly is about. For those who don't know it is about rape. At a concert-not Nirvana-a girl was kidnapped and raped. I believe that the chorus is the victim talking to the rapist as she tries to trick him. Not sure but it is a sad song, yet good. I miss Kurt! His lyrics are so deep and he is a genius. The younger crowd-not that many childeren listen to him-think it is about a parrot. (I did!)

We used to make up alternate lyrics for our favorite songs.. Polly wants the crapper.. Maybe she would like to poop.. :) Yep, you're right. May the L-rd bless and keep Francis Bean!