A country song, Frozen Love.
Thoughts of yew are always near to me. In case I got hit by a train I wanted you to have a little something so I could be more than just memories in your brain. So I went to Phil’s Sperm bank and Deli down in the holler. No longer in self-pity do I have to waller! (Chorus) Cause now you got my frozen love upon yer freezer shelf. A sterile plastic jar that’s plum full ‘o myself. Yes it’s my frozen love, ‘n you kin give me lots of thanks as you look at that little jar right next to the Ballpark... Sign in to see full entry.