Graffiti Poem by Charles Hancock

Sweating in the public restroom stall
While perusing the inscriptions on the wall
I discovered a gal named Robin
Is extremely skilled at bobbin

Wow, is she really that good
Or is the dedication simply misunderstood
I don't know but she has been made famous
By some damn ignoramus

I wonder if that's how Tommy Tutone
Really got the number to Jenny's phone
I bet that digit sequence gets dialed a lot
By some forsaken crackpot

Someone else is full of hate
Towards their boss, Mr. Slate
Here's one about woman named Jane
Seems she left her man in a lot of pain

Ah yes, the shit house poet strikes yet again
It appears he has named a certain part 'Big Ben'
And his ability in it's use is uncanny
Until he found his online meet up to be a Thai tranny