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