The man who shot Liberty Valence
clearly didn’t care mucho much for Valencia
(nor likely cross-town rivals VillaRReal)
That derby hall a’ miRRors… a’gin & redux
When Val rode to town the womenfolk would hide
(Rreal men & transfolk, they’d abide onside)
Give me hibbity jibbity or give me the point of a gun
the only law that [libs] understand —
lib·bard·y for not from dems wackos
Rrose Sélavy likely-wise cried snide
in zir Yellow Submarine
(it’s true, #LookItUp!)
Putt it right on the platter
The man who flipped a birdie on yr Lib Pal
— poor Burt Bacharach, dead
at 94 just this week —
He was the [gravest] man of all
he was the Great Contender
Just laughing and gay like a clown
in my town