Tongue in cheek, spinnin’ hilarity
A poet’s pen, it’s parody
Inspiration, new translation
And you just wrote your own incarnation

Welcome if you’re browsin’
It’s hard to click away
It’s time for you, to choose, your fate
Remember if you stay
“Malcolm” means “one thousand”
It seems like yesterday
No way!

It’s a good old neighborhood, A.I.R.
All your dreams and musings of what you want songs to be
Clever rhymes, made-up lines, A.I.R.
Satire or tribute, in fact or fallacy

What would you wanna go outside for?
This lunacy will haunt you till you write more
Don’t resist it, just scratch your mental itches
Cuz parody will keep your friends in stitches

Welcome if you’re browsin’
It’s hard to click away
It’s time for you, to choose, your fate
Remember if you stay
“Malcolm” means “one thousand”
It seems like yesterday
No way!

It’s a good old neighborhood, A.I.R.
All your dreams and musings of what you want songs to be
Clever rhymes, made-up lines, A.I.R.
Satire or tribute, in fact or fallacy

Write, go insane, then choose your user name
Post your masterpiece, forget the thought police
Wait, it won’t take long to see your published song
Then, the fun begins - be sure and tell your friends!

You’ve got your guide, you’ve got your muses
Go and write, you’ll take some bruises
Don’t step aside, just keep on grinnin’
The poet’s way is to keep on pennin’
Keep on pennin’
Keep on pennin’
Keep on pennin’, A.I.R.