There once was a chump named Boris
Whose pecker got stuck in the orifice
It wasn't a goat, it wasn't a moat
It was the ****** British Isles-ifice

there once was the dollar and cents
and now there's the new trumpence
will it float
will it fly
is there bullion in the sky
can we go to the bank and collect.

People are like
Butterflies

They come into your garden
Touch every flower

And disappear as
Pollinators do