peepul like the funny wons
what goes too-and-too, too-and-too, too-and-too
a waltzing too-too twain
be coz the funny wons
a fizzisist and a sailor walked into the larj hayedron colyder
and the prodjeckt dire-hector sayed can I help u
and the fizzy-cyst sayed, no thanks
i braut my own bosun
make us laff
what goes tooo-tooo-too-too-to-to-tututu222222222222-arrrrrrrrgh-sandwich
a twane going in-2 a tunnle
and when you can laff at the wurld
a moron, obamma, and romknee go into a bar
barmade says what RU having
bombo says it don’t matter and romnoid sayz it don’t matter
and the barmade surves them gold over dyemondz
and the moron says you didn’t ask me what I wanted I want a creme of soda
and the barmade says tuff, yure just hear to pay for theirz
the wurld is yur speshul playmetery
so the moron wips out hiz automatic asalt ryeful
and the seakrut surviss blows his ass to smyth-R-eeens
and you will be happie 4efer
what goes too-snarl-too-spit-too-growl-too-roar
no, not a twayne, you twit
a too-pecawbra
itz a wunder full wurld
take my life
pleez
—Don Whittington
Uncle Paul? Is that you?