“Burma-Shave”
It’s like r-a-a-a-a-a-a-i-n on your wedding day
That shorts out your Tesla
And turns your son gay
“Happy Birthday to My Grandson, With Love”
© 2004 American Greetings
And you read your Emily Dickinson, and I my Robert Frost
There once was a fascist from Pretoria
Whose opinions were startin’ to bore ya
His bleatings on X
Didn’t bring in any checks
But the ketamine gave him euphoria