Mark’s Down On Your Syntax said:
There once was a fella named Id,
Who put hate into all that he did,
With plenty to say,
He typed all through the day,
Until he finally flipped his lid.
Verse 2:
He knew a young weirdo named Frinky,
Whose brain was as small as his pinky–
And he begged and he pled
To take Darth Id to bed,
But the Idster just wasn’t that kinky.