We're aware of a Houyhnhnm named Willem
(call'd by women wits 'Wim' on a whim).
Not since Dickens's Tim
or that Kipling kid Kim
(call'd by women wits 'Wim' on a whim).
Not since Dickens's Tim
or that Kipling kid Kim
had we had us a homeboy like him.
When abortionists, willin' to kill 'im
(bein' dark devotees of the tomb),
grew too warm, from the womb,
railin,' "Room! I need roo-oom!"
Willem moon'd, "Ma'am, I'll miss ya. Va-room!"
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