[pissant]

Said the marxist to the little boy

Your big ears are just like my ears

Have s’more pot and coke little boy

Your big ears are just like my ears

A star, a star - you’ll become overnite

With gay cruisers you’ll be tight

With Sinclair you’ll be alright

[hunter112]

I see you’ve read the drivel that Davis was trying to pass off as poetry, too!