A Day In The Life Of A New Yorker
There once was a fellow named Strong
he grew tentacles fifteen feet long.
when they put him in jail
he said, let me post bail
and he sold his own soul for a song.
After forty-five action-filled years,
the grand jury, the folks known as peers,
kicked him out in the street
as an obsolete treat
all he heard were their ear-piercing cheers.