Zorque is envied by every gent,
’Cause it’s fab when he pitches a tent
Every saint and sinner
Can each be a winner
When his dick’s in the beauty pageant
Zorque is envied by every gent,
’Cause it’s fab when he pitches a tent
Every saint and sinner
Can each be a winner
When his dick’s in the beauty pageant
Now that Reddit’s been made obsolete,
Our new usernames can be discreet
So, make your name right
The future looks bright
For Sweatyfartz and weinermeat
Unbrowned steaks are surely regretted,
But Froyn just likes their meat wetted
So, both in kitchen and bed,
The same can be said:
Their wife just hates their forking method
Headed down to the pub for a beer
At the rainbows, recoiled in fear
”A parade just for pride
Of bright colours?” he cried.
”There are too many gay people here!”
The caprines were eating their oats,
When this furball snapped right at their throats
Dogs won’t need to be taught
When you’ve already got
A little raccoon for herding goats
The Crow cawed that Lemmy is strong,
Since no kids have yet come along
But the teens disagree
All ages got stupidity
I think you spelled idiots wrong
Variden was once a great mod,
‘Til Reddit admins turned fraud
So to Lemmy we’ll scoot,
Than be under Spez’ boot
Of his own hell he can be god
This August is only half through,
But for some, winter’s soon to ensue
So don’t Grinch on this carol,
’Cause we know in the Barrel
Crackers love their Christmas Scooby Doo!