The Wall is Tall – I don’t think Small,
if Plan goes Down they’ll Caterwaul.
How dare those People have the Gall,
to Call my Bluff – just Falderal.
Don’t tag Me the Lone Oddie-ball,
though I want to Overhaul,
Legislation that they Scrawl,
which to Me is just Banal.
So I sit Here and Forestall,
results Might Be my Curtain Call.
Like a Can of Aerosol,
empty And in a Landfall.