They Multiply
You've learned to tie your shoelaces
And button up your coat
You've learned to stop calling people assfaces
Or cast a useless vote
You've learned your multiplication tables
And even how to spell
You've learned you're not to torture sables
You might wind up in hell
You've learned to write a proper essay
At the age of forty!
You've learned the truth about Uday and Qusay
My oh my, oh Lordy!
You've learned to select the finest wines
And how to drink them too
I'm quite impressed and may I suggest
To a fat lady never say "Moo!"
Contributors: | F, N, Karin, Nym. |
Poem finished: | 30th July 2003. |