The Stalinoids Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

The Grisvolds did have certain rules,
her name was Beth and his was Jules.
Inside the house no one wore shoes
and Jules himself would always choose
what anyone was meant to say,
the motto was, you must obey.

Both Jules and Beth had been quite normal,
their dinner parties fun but formal,
but years had taken their own toll
perhaps due to the Demerol
that they had made a sweet routine
in any case, they'd make a scene
each time their dopamine requested
though guests then felt themselves molested.

Jules had a list of proper words,
both for the peasants and the nerds,
hung on the walls and also printed
on place mats, thus they slyly hinted
that treason was not tolerated.

Once this was fleetingly debated
in scholarly and noisy fashion,
but Jules and Beth, their faces ashen
threw out the Vicar since their rules
were broken by this king of fools.

It soon spread through the neighbourhood
that anyone who could and would
defy the special etiquette
of Jules and Beth would quickly get
the notice not to re-appear;
word quickly reached each person's ear.

Today, the house is quite deserted
as all have made a true, concerted
and easy effort to avoid
the family named Stalinoid.