Why does the moron prove a dreadful head of state?
Because when just a tot the fellow's not allowed a mate.
Why does the moron daily briefings fail to study?
Because he's not a clever lad, nor's never had a buddy.
Why does the moron white supremacy defend?
Because when but a child he's reconciled to have no friend.
Why did the moron a misogynist become?
Because when he was young he never got to know his Mum.
Why does the moron fail to discipline his ego?
Because alone he's stayed; he's never played with an amigo.
Why does the moron bully, bluster, boast and bellow?
Because when yet a youth he'd grown uncouth without a fellow.
Why does the moron suffer poisonous grand mal?
Because friends were forbidden to this kid: he had no pal.
And why does the moron go through all of the above?
Because he's told, "Go for the gold! Forget the freakin' love."
Poet Poe pens nonsense verse. "Plus...phun," puns Uly, "I disburse." Its gamut runs from spam to worse. The po'sy posted...? Poe's diverse -- most, postcards from his universe, replies to grudges he must nurse. My summary...? Let me be terse: a mitzva, mostly. (Not a curse.)
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Composed and illustrated in 2019, each verse of poetaster Ulysses ("Uly") Poe's illuminated nonsense lyric "What A's ...
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