The Son of God...? Nudge-nudge, wink-wink:
the Greatest Story Ever Told.
Top NeoCon gets wrapp'd in mink...?
The greatest Tory ever stoled.
Moral:
Real myrrh, fake fur.
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.)
