[Verse]
Whose name rhymes with 'willow'…?
Puff buff Don DeLillo.
Whose name rhymes with 'Brillo'…?
Rough-Reilly (dubb’d BillO').
Whose name rhymes with 'pillow'…?
‘Tain’t Br’er He-man (ne Lowe).
Nor ‘tain't who you think –
'tain't that Manilow fellow...
'cuz...
Whose name rhymes with 'willow'…?
Puff buff Don DeLillo.
Whose name rhymes with 'Brillo'…?
Rough-Reilly (dubb’d BillO').
‘Tain’t Br’er He-man (ne Lowe).
Nor ‘tain't who you think –
'cuz...
[Chorus]
Br’er He-man (ne Lowe) –
he writes no songs; he writes no songs…
while me…? I write
about a knight
who quests unrighted wrongs.
I further tell about a belle
dubb’d Wistful Nell. (She longs.)
Yet folks think Br’er He-man
writes all them songs.
he writes no songs; he writes no songs…
who quests unrighted wrongs.
dubb’d Wistful Nell. (She longs.)
writes all them songs.
Br’er He-man (ne Lowe) –
he writes no songs; he writes no songs…
while me…? I sing
about a king
who had this thing for thongs.
I thereon add an extra tad
about Aladdin’s bongs.
Still, people parry:
"Br’er: he writes them songs."
Br’er He-man (ne Lowe) –
he pens no tunes; he pens no tunes...
while me…? I
scrawl about King Saul
(a Semite) and his goons.
I then embellish (with much relish)
tales of hellish moons.
Still, Br’er contends,
"'Tis me who pens them tunes."
he writes no songs; he writes no songs…
who had this thing for thongs.
about Aladdin’s bongs.
Still, people parry:
"Br’er: he writes them songs."
he pens no tunes; he pens no tunes...
(a Semite) and his goons.
Still, Br’er contends,
"'Tis me who pens them tunes."
Br’er He-man (ne Lowe) –
he pens no tunes; he pens no tunes...
while me…? I hum
about my chum
whose rants he raves in runes...
and then flesh out the part about
which Bear, He-man ne’er croons.
Still, Br’er’s twee friends
insist: "He pens them tunes."
he pens no tunes; he pens no tunes...
whose rants he raves in runes...
and then flesh out the part about
which Bear, He-man ne’er croons.
Br’er He-man (ne Lowe) –
he inks no airs; he inks no airs...
while me…? I
chant of Willy Brandt
and masks the Phantom wears,
love's signs (they're scant)
and lines which pant
o'er 'mmanu'l Kant's affairs.
Br'er He-man, thinks:
"'Sno fair! I inks them airs."
Br’er He-man (ne Lowe) –
he inks no airs; he inks no airs…
while me…? My
hands shape master plans
for fans' unanswer'd prayers.
Ascending stairs which He-man scare
(stairs He-man rarely dares).
Still, He-man thinks
it's he who inks them airs.
[Coda]
he inks no airs; he inks no airs...
love's signs (they're scant)
and lines which pant
o'er 'mmanu'l Kant's affairs.
Br'er He-man, thinks:
he inks no airs; he inks no airs…
for fans' unanswer'd prayers.
Who's
Br’er He-man (ne Lowe)
who inks them airs…?
He stinks! (Who cares!)
Who's
he pens to loons.
Br’er, my man:
Hel-lo-o-o-o! Don't write
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