O Bozo of Supposed Dignity,
your stuffiness indeed improves the act
at which the tasteful carefully agree
to chuckle. You’re a clown — and that’s a fact.
Plus, brains are not the only things you’ve lacked,
you self-important bag of hippo piss:
you have lacked principle. To be exact,
your ego’s butt is what you twist to kiss.
Oh, that’s a target that you rarely miss
with labial and lingual missiles cast
enthusiastically! You aim for bliss–
and hit it only when you’re lipstick-assed.
I’d leave such vile perversions, sir, to you–
if you had not demanded my kiss too.