Any similarity to actual persons living or brain dead, is purely coincidental.
He says he is a fan of grunge
This is the ballad of the Medford sponge
His only friend is some big fat fellow
Who indulges in perjury and is allergic to Jello
With all his money he dresses like a gypsy
Yells at the wife if she gets a little tipsy
In the community he has no standing
He will stalk you on Salem Street or Station's Landing
People who behave like that, they have no shame
Vicariously lives through Medford's
Saddam Hussein
The company he keeps indicates that he's dense
Time to play the Rolling Stones
He's (as) fraudulent as Mike Pence
This is a parody of a public buffoon and his pet pit bull. Send all lawsuits to Skary, Skurry and Rum Rum LLC or just call the mayor's husband to beat up the old homo that wrote the poem!
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