February 27, 2025
There is such a variety of impropriety,
That you almost don’t know what to do.
Almost defiantly, with a sense of sobriety,
Sadly, it all sounds like Scooby’s Doo.
I know it hurts, you see, this terrible uncertainty,
This Gomer’s Pyle, and Winnie’s Poo.
This false piety for the sake of notoriety,
It’s all stuff you need to scrape from your shoe.
But there is a reality that this is no fantasy,
And we won’t wake up having only sniffed glue,
We take it seriously, make right with honesty,
And do what needs to be done for the truth.