Night song For an Edi-yot of no importance.

She is an Edi-yot,
Tell you its a fact.
She thinks she is cool.
I tell you she is fool.


She runs a small shop
Her show is all flop,
A sheep is being sought
ha ha, she is an Edi-yot.

She has her all books,
and her gang is all crooks,
She will sell you lost pot
For she is an Edi-yot.

Trying to sell her goods
she and her gang of dudes.
Their hearts are black and rot.
But she is an Edi-yot.

A sheep without the wool
An ugly sad fool.
But she always says 'what?!'
ha ha ,She is an Edi-yot.

Now she will grow old,
what will be in her store?,
thinks her gang will get her cot,
ha ha, what an Edy-yot.

She will die an old fool,
rotten in her dead school.
a lonely depressed naught.
she is an Edi-yot.


But Boy you dont worry,
just sing this song in hurry
But Do not spare a thought,
ha ha,for she is an Edi-yot.

No meanness my boy,
she is just a toy.
just poor old cow,
she will know it somehow.

I hope you have got.
that She is an Edi-yot
She is an Edi-yot
ha ha.