This poem should be behind bars!
It injects drugs and drives around in cars!
It meets loose ladies and hangs around in bars!
This poem should be behind bars.

It is mean, and it is lanky
It stole my best hanky
It stole one of my gloves
(Well I mean to say, I left it behind in the park)
Don’t accompany this poem,
When it is after dark!

It has a jewel encrusted mobile
And it moves just like a shark

This poem should be behind bars!

It goes around with radicals
And talks about the stars
This poem should be put where
It cannot do anyone harm
(Although it is somewhat dashing,
And has a kind of charm)

This poem is deranged!
I think it came from Spain

This poem should be out of reach
Not in the sun or on the beach
This poem’s gone Much Too Far
This poem should be behind bars.