Via Fark:

To the tune of Candle in the Wind:

Goodbye Vickie Lynn
Though I never knew you at all
You had the face to get the guys
While those around you crawled
They sat in “sniffer’s row”
And they whispered into your brain
They set you on the dance pole
And they made you change your name

And it seems to me you lived your life
Like a ho in a trailer park
Always knowing who to cling to
And who to fark
And I’d have really liked to have boned you
But I have my pride
You drank and drugged WAY too much
You hurled and then you died

Loneliness was tough
So you opened up your legs
Playboy created a superstar
And the old man paid and paid
Even when you died
Oh the press still hounded you
All the ‘net had to say
Was that Anna Nicole had choked on her spew

And it seems to me you lived your life
Like a ho in a trailer park
Always knowing who to cling to
And who to fark
And I’d have really liked to have boned you
But I have my pride
You drank and drugged WAY too much
You hurled and then you died

Goodbye Vickie Lynn
From the man behind a keyboard
Who sees you as a dirigible
More than just our Anna Nicole

(by a random Farker with the handle The Onanist.)

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