When I find my shelf is lined with rubble
Cluttered very clumsily
Reeking worse than dish scum, sweat and pee

And when my powers are artless
Gee, it's AmIRight to comfort me
Tweaking verse with wit spun cleverly

Levity, reverie
Jest and glee, lucky me
Minister of vision:
ChuckyG

And when the trolling hardened peepers
Giving 'ones' to nerds and geeks
Dare to wreak their cancer, let 'em scream

For though they may be heartless
They are dilettantes, and they will flee
They're ill, weak and antsy, ventin' steam

Let 'em be, let 'em flee
Petty sneaks, clucking creeps
Yeah, farewell dweebs that anger
ChuckyG

Let us bleed, let us plead
Let us read yuks we need
Frisky turns of diction
ChuckyG

[Instrumental break]

Sweatin' sheep, leather freaks
Yes, indeed, yeah, plucky screeds
Riskin' pure derision
ChuckyG

And when the site is rowdy
There are skillful rhymes that I must see
Rhymes to still the sorrow gettin' me

I break up to astounding musings
Uttered very lustily
Steeped in purest riffs of metric feet

Yeah, set us free, ChuckyG
Left to be, yeah, set to sea
(Oh) there you'll be our anchor
ChuckyG

Jesting spree, nth degree
Destiny, yeah, lucky we
Wish you Merry Christmas
ChuckyG ! ! !