Fudge.

[tun]

One of us is packing heat
the other is packing fudge
I mean ideally or in theory
that is the difference between us
he never said fine don’t
make a fuss
and I won’t budge
but where is she
and can I pack the fudge
the answer is no
it would seem to be
vaccines and blood clots
novel anal sludge
I would love to pack the fudge
would I very not in the end
but John look he keeps falling over
coffin grave to bend
but you be the judge
she is gone now
from smoking PCP (Phencyclidine)
what a lowly end
John had a brain bleed
and then they sent him home
his destiny a slow send
filthy dirty smudge
the big news today is
I can still have a sandwich
but I can never nudge her fudge.