One more from my late dinner-guest: I.Emma Lazarus:
Ba Ba Black Sheep, have you any wool?
“Yup, take a look here: half-a-bag full.”
“Half for the government, half for the rent
Half for the kids till the money’s all spent
I am Baba Black Sheep looking at my wool
It’s the best you can do if ya got no strings to pull.”
Duh, Baba Black Sheep, sumpthin happen to yer brain?
The bag’s half emp-ty, hope it doesn’t rain
Nothing for retirement, nada for your wife
Forget about yer health, ‘n hope to have-a short life
Yeah, Bubba Black-Sheep, If-you only had a brain.
Pull the wool out of your eyes; you are gurgling down the drain.