Tango dancer Mark
Has so few friends
’cause tango dancer Mark
Had untrue ends.
His pleasure was to plunder;
He’d fly from here. . .
Taxpayers’ dime,
Then south he’s gone.

Crooked and a blight,
Went to new love.
He booked illegal flights
Down there to screw love.
Even allies say, time ties to sever
Amity with Mark.

One-time chums now scold,
Friendships turning cold.
They see, this man’s a skunk
If you like, a swine,
Acting not so fine,
He is plumb dumber ’n’ dumb,
Plumbing his azúcar plum,
Tango dancer Mark.