On a Thursday in june (no! Wait! in July!)
a Zonker I know caught some slings going by
As an arrow or two
Zoomed right over his head
“I must stop this now,
or I soon will be dead!”
he thought and he puzzled
at what he should do
and who should be muzzled
and punished (times two)
He smiled as he thought
gave his fingers a snap
he slipped on his shoes
and he grabbed his red hat
He visited Vman and Ellison and Cat
he told them all stories of fire and of fat
he cursed his opponent
and asked for their help
they jumped up and pointed
and said with a yelp
“You fight your own battles
you ungratrful dope!
we have no bad blood
between us and chou chope”
then Zonker returned
slinking, back to his lair
and wondering why he
had had no luck there
he logged in to MT
and posted some drivel
then went off to bed
began softly to snivel
“I must stop this war
so I don’t get delinked”
then he looked out the window
and quickly he blinked
“There’s a whole crowd of people
out on my front lawn”
so he rolled up a blunt
and said ” Fuck it, till dawn”