The Prall
If, with all your grand decorum
you hope to fool me, piece of scorum,
you must be badly in the lorum
or, if sober, plain crank yorum.
With music blaring from your car,
in the keelsog of your great cigar,
I know you snob for what you are
a loud-mouthed, vulgar poon-barbar.
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