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.)
HUAC's hacks would muffins ban. Committee members want to know: "So: do you know the Muffin Man...?" (They claim he kneads subversive dough.) Says I, "I know of no such guy. He lives down Drury Lane, you say...? I know a Symon: Sy vends pie. He near the fairgrounds spends his day."