He didn't have time to make good choices
he had bridges to burn
and he thought he heard voices.
He made his mark on a conservative site
by veering far left.
He wasn't too bright.
He put up a thread for all to see,
though few would care,
he was out of his tree.
Al Simmons was born with his hair on fire
his tongue in a knot
and his feet in a tire.
Fabulous!
You’ve captured Al perfectly.
Now turn him loose somewhere in the Bronx about 3:00 am.
LOL