Alternative Couplets

 

Virtue-signalers mocked
hens half-cocked

Gender twisted
whites blacklisted

Identity politicized
tradition despised

Patriots shamed
Trump blamed

Bards bested
poetasters tested

 

Flack Briday

When Black Friday comes / I’ll stand down by the door
And catch the grey men when they dive from the fourteenth floor
When Black Friday comes / I’ll collect everything I’m owed
And before my friends find out I’ll be on the road.
When Black Friday falls you know it’s got to be…
Don’t let it fall on me.
When Black Friday comes / I’ll fly down to Muswell Brook
Gonna strike all the big red words from my little black book
Gonna do just what I please / Gonna wear no socks and shoes
With nothing to do but feed all the kangaroos
When Black Friday comes I’ll be on that hill…
You know I will.
When Black Friday comes / I’m gonna dig myself a hole
Gonna lay down in it ’til I satisfy my soul
Gonna let the world pass by me / The Archbishop’s gonna sanctify me
And if he don’t come across I’m gonna let it roll.
When Black Friday comes I’m gonna stake my claim . . .
I’ll guess I’ll change my name.
LYRICS: steelydan.com