Now that Sister Tiger Lily is back it is time to start from the beginning of the ED's clan, from the very beginning when there was life before the brothers came, only saved by the little girl a lot of years after...

Once upon a time…
there was a banjo playing Pa
happy hillbillies fellow
a master brewer of moonshine,
very fond of music he was
always the family at his side,
with a blowing in a jug first son
them naming him for Edvard
a genius toddler for getting tunes
but a mean mean child,
if you happen to git yer butt
near his most hateful bite!

Once upon a time…
there was a tambourine playing Ma
a grumpy hillbillies mother
and not really a romantic one
but fuming tobacco like a sailor
in the bowl of her smoking corn pipe,
a scarf all around her jaws
holding a baleful little smile
thinking about how little Edvard
for kicking all over her insides
gonna get a dose of maternal love
a kind of motherly payback!

Once upon a time…
blowing on an empty jug of moonshine
there was a solitary angel
that they fondly named for Edvard,
until he got two hungry brothers
and that made him so very mad,
cos the glutton boys suck’ all the milk
and Ole Brother left hang to dry,
now Montezuma revenge is given
to the smutty brothers so far,
from a lovingly older brother
with a most tender naughty smile!