The Worst Lamb
I'll begin by saying April stinks.
Belladonna, lilacs
and hyacinths.
All-ee, all-ee, in free:
The pub's a-closin'.
Sturm und drang, ach, verboten.
Rama lama Kama Sutra.
My way, my way, Frank Sinatra.
Who cares if Mr. Kurtz he dead?
Dharma, dharma,
Dharma and Greg.
Sent as a joke to poetry.com