There are imbeciles that lean far to the left
With tiny brains that fall through palates' cleft.
When one opens its mouth,
Its tiny brain drops due South
Leaving it to talk where all sense is bereft.
You've heard the imbecile talking global warming.
It screams "Heat!" while on its nose frostbite's forming.
Northern Alaska was so hot
During a dinosaur epoch
That succulent plants were drenched during storming.
And what of the imbecile loving Darwin,
Drinking scotch and hopping in its car when
Before a loveless poke
Came a bridge and a soak.
Thank God! There were no delays then.
If we were both right and humane
We'd grab the imbecile and scramble its brain.
We'd rotate its bod,
Crush its skull with a rod
Because life's not worth living while insane.
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