"I like David Or Tease"
No.
You don't.
You get a dunce cap.
You get a golf clap.
You get removed in the morning
Now you're in mourning
Because I moved away
And there's no visiting hours
No investing in ours
RIP cloudy Sundays
"Rip my undies"
Allow me to compare thee
To an empty jar
Not mason, nor mayo, nor bell
Jarring, isn't it?
Pleasant and fair
But never really there