I’ve just seen a Facebook page
that sets my mind to race, I rage.
Assuaged I ain’t’ in this plaint stage.
My mood uncaged; you wouldn’t gauge it “beige,”
nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah.


Anyway, what’d this page say?
Maybe it named you fey or gay
or by day you with your crane play
or, hey, dray yourself to Drake’s Bay,
float ’way.
Glug, glug, glug, glug, glug, glug.

Calling, was it name calling
that has you squalling
aloud in pain?


I’ve never been known
to be so pissed or triste; off kissed,
dismissed, not dissed; fist
wit’ digit, not fifth
but middle swiftly I uplift—
it drifts
pixels-ward, -ward, -ward, -ward.

Calling, wasn’t name calling
that had me squalling
aloud in pain.

Galling, something was galling
that had me squalling
aloud in pain.

I’ve just seen a Facebook page
that gives me major pain; I’ll wager
it’s my bane who will refrain
from shaming me by staining my good name.
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah.

Calling, wasn’t name calling
that had me squalling
aloud in pain.

Galling’, what was so galling:
my bane fain calling
me NO shamed names!!