The batwing doors swung wide
When Janis died.
A voice like golden trumpets cried
Come on in, child --
Sit here by me!
Bessie's my name:
We got a lot to talk about!

I do not love thee Donald Trump
It's clearly time you took a jump
Into yon deep and noisome sump
Wherein the sasquatsh voids his ****!

The trouble with Lions
Is
They walk so tall and wide
They make excellent targets
For Monkeys
Who fling ****.