(Inspired by a story by Lauren Kruczyk)
I guess we call 'em eggheads for a reason, after all;
those guys who use young chickens for their crazy protocol.
They're fooling with some powers that extend beyond the reach
of mankind as it skirts the waves upon an endless beach.
There are some things that we are not meant to know, or even guess.
Like dino legs on chickens, or why children make a mess.
We should not graft a chicken head upon an apple tree,
or try to implant gizzards in a platter of fresh brie.
Making chickens lay square eggs is cruel, and won't avoid
loud squawks from all the chickens when they get a hemorrhoid.
You researchers should stop annoying chickens and instead
try to figure out what's inside Donald Trump's thick head!
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