Chomped was the brain of Bob;
worm gorged and ate a part.
But, the defame will stop--
I’ve more than played my part.

Hey, he’s crazy; I think it’s fair to say so,
but I’ll say it no more.
Pointed out: A worm did eat
part of his brain, had quite a feast.
That helped make his thoughts more ablur,
so out crazy things he blurts.
Said it over again, then said it anew.
Said it over again; quitting time is due.

Stop the defame of Bob…
I think I’ve done my part.
It is over.

I’ve noted his occluded mind,
but I have done it now for the last time.
I have beaten expressin’
it like a dead horse he’d be ingestin’.

His reasonless rants cause alarm…
not known yet how much harm.
But it’s over; I'm gonna say it anew.
It is over; stanching it was overdue.

Stop making fun of Bob…
once I had got a start:
popped off a lot on Bob;
now Bob-bashing departs
It is over.

Was hard on he who could be a patient
in a place where maybe they’d straighten
him out and get him together.
I think chances of that taking place are never.
Bob’s a brain-chomped wackjob
who found a whale and chopped.
But my refrains will stop.

Stopped this defame of Bob…
my barbs were rather tart.
Stopped the fun-making job…
I’ve more than played my part.

It is over,
shtik is over.