There once was an actor named Smollett,
Whose career was headed to the toilette,
He said to Dr, Seu, what can I do?
To throw up a big poo, and make myself into a new Who?
“I know what to do!”
I’ll hire a Somalian crew,
They will muss up my do,
in MAGA hats new,
With a noose thrown in too, and I’ll be a brand new Hollywood Who!
Wooowhooo!
“Hey, don’t hit me so hard and leave my motherf&%ing Subway Samich alone, you Somali a$$holes.”
And so Mr Smollett, still sits on his tuffette, eating his Subway with vinagarette, like a little statuette, of a gay black suffragette, playing Russian roulette and longing to be Big Moes new girlfriend in prison at La Folette
Now little Jesse Smollett;
really wants to avoid La Follett,
So, he paid ten thousand down and bribed a fat little clown
To throw out his case, simply based on his race.
It seems to be Barack’s place,
And Moochelle in your face,
To keep black racist haters like Smollett,
Out of a deserved prison like La Follett.
The police say What? Who?
That shit just won’t do.
To civil court goes the Whos,
with Jesse singing the blues.
Oh, we just got the news,
Hollywood’s Empire has fired the New Who.
Now Jesse appears to be screwed,
as the poor house slowly comes into view.
Jesse says, “I won’t pay!”
And the Judge said, WOO WHOO!
I’ve appointed a special prosecutor for YOU New Who!
Jesse cries Oh new, this really won’t do,
I’m slipping from mud into poo!
Don’t worry young New Who, said his lawyer brand new, No one will new,
cause the poo is a close match to you
Oh s#it through n through,
Jussie is indicted anew,
Six count of poo,
for lying to the Blue.
Kim Foxx got the boot,
And it really a hoot,
She’s running for re election as a toot
Now the Illinois Supreme courtus,
has denied Jussie’s dismiss-us,
And that leaves Jussie with a very exposed little scrotus
Now comes Janet Harris
Of Black Panther fame not embarrassed,
Loved Huey, n Bobby n Angela Davis so well,
and will join them all on their visit to hell
And you say what the truck?
So why does that suck?
You see Janet’s the ho what bore Jussie.
And that’s why the Chicago politics are so mussy.
It muddles from hussy to hussy,
You see Muchelle O was the chief hussy ho,
who reached out to Kim Foxx,
And said, Let Jussie go!
So we are all waiting,
for court date debating, just what crazy s#its gonna flow.
For nine months now we sit awaiting,
While Jussie’s legal bills are not abating.
Ole Jussie must be pissed,
He just lost his third try to dismiss,
So what to expect?
For this poser elect!
Now, at long last, the trial has begun
The Nigerian brothers have sung.
Paid $3500 for the hoax,
A publicity masterstroke
To boost up Jussie’s poo,
And Trumpsters be screwed.
Poor Jussie takes the stand,
I’m innocent yo understand.
These brother you see
Made it all up on me.
Now the jury begins
Deliberation of his sins
Not the color of his skin,
Or the pleasuring of other men.
But the time he will spend in the pen.
So no more debater,
Guilty is the hater
A liar tis the racist poo,
Hopefully prison for you.
Woo Who
A year later,
the hater
His appeals have gone down the tube.
No more fussing about like a rube.
Off to jail you go,
With a cell mate named Big Moe.
Just in time for Christmas,
Ho, ho, ho.
Curmudgeon Fun 