The sanctimonious git is back,
and now we'll all have to take the flack,
for what, I don't know,
but I've heard on the down-low,
that his foredome is as furrowed,
as a warren being burrowed.

Now, let's take some time,
to suss this idiot's chime.
What makes him tick?
Probably the fact, that he's such a huge prick.

Not that he has one,
he'd be lucky,
no, his is as big,
as a tiny rubber ducky.

I think I've noodled it,
why he's such a shit,
it's his insecurity,
it pollutes his thoughts,
makes him think they're purity!

Poor old bastard,
he's a grumpy git,
so if you should see him,
just intoxicate the wee shit.

“But, Kitty, what with?” I hear you cry,
“simple, simple,” says I,
“you just need to feed him pie!”