Boot+Kitty=Poetry in motion
It isn't fun to sit quietly by,
While tears are pouring from my eyes,
Thinking of my friends in the fray....
(Somehow seems to make my day.)
Balladeer, with his new style,
As usual makes the ladies smile.
And suthern, too, I might add,
Seems to be somehow glad.
Poor ol' Toe, with face so long,
Has been rebuked for his wrongs.
Regardless, though, Toe's still game...
(psst, Toe. 'Deer says you're in 1st Grade).
These two poets in their war,
Make us sad like ne'er before.
Toe with his off color wit,
'Deer with his rewsponse to it.
We want you two to stop this war,
We don't want you fighting anymore.
(psst, 'Deer. Toe says you will get yours.)
(psst, Toe. 'Deer says you write real poor).
Blessed are the peacemakers, I've been told,
That's why 'Deer should make peace with Toe.
And, Toe, my friend, you should too
Make peace with 'Deer as I would do.
Now come on boys, please shake hands.
Show us you'll give peace a chance.
(psst, 'Deer. Toerag said you write real bad.)
(psst, Toe. 'Deer says he'll kick your a**.)
Please heed my call to end this feud,
We in Passions love both of you.
(psst, Toe. 'Deer says he'll run you off.)
(psst, 'Deer. Toe says you're always soft.)
Heed this plea from old Long John,
We fear for you if you go on.
(psst, 'Deer. Toe says you love young sheep.)
(psst, Toe. 'Deer says you're in trouble deep.)