I court you in the cellar using an interrogator's slick, drastic perjury,
whilst below a Botox brow is a poker face frozen by plastic surgery
that ages before a brave **** urgin,' "Maggy pig, don't'cha worry!"
But I worry because I'm an alley-cat-bleeding-knee ***** in a hurry
who squats on target on Target's ******* toilets as Aggy Henderson
whilst in Central Park I straddle bums as ****** Maggy Mendelson