Jon London’s got it right of course,
this fellow does not know remorse,
he thinks perhaps he is a gas
but sigmoid waves come from the ass.
If all of us try really hard
to prostitute and turn to lard
fine words and sentences we would
be widely criticized and should
be called to change our ways
all writing ought to seek some praise.
Now take this fellow Aldo Krass
he has no talent, nor pizzazz,
a squatter in the midst of scholars
he grabs the microphone and hollers
about some daily little matters
his words are brief, his style in tatters,
the title draws the novice in
but no one wears a leaving grin,
and we all know that squatters take
the cake that other bakers bake,
few words though I have ascertained
that even those are slightly stained,
he has, now listen folks to wit
lent to himself what others writ,
perhaps the rationale may be
small crowds grant anonymity.
In any case I write this work
to call this fellow a great jerk,
we are a kind and friendly bunch
and I for one, do have a hunch
that life can be made less than stellar
for any strange intruder feller.
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