My plan has been foiled, By a fool such as I! In my hubris I toiled And on strike I went bye. But the rhymes they continue, I’m losing control. They’re taking over! I’m through! But wait! I’m not a blithering droll. That’s right indeed, I have a mind. Though a few screws loose, Its easy to now find: The rhymes that escaped me, and my tall goose. That is all for today, And I remind you I am gay. Good day.