Two of them, Sir Cur & Pee-wee,

Attacking are they of me,

As nice a guy as I do be,

They’re pickin’ on me, this can you see…?

Sure it’s to a degree a bit of humor,

But when they do resort to rumor,

Spreading it around like a malignant tumor,

And everyone else buys into it, like a rampaging consumer…

So, who wants to be on my side,

You I will pick so don’t from them hide,

They’re both out to get me, this I cannot abide,

Now that brother Edvard is not about to protect them,

I am thinking about how best to go about disconnecting their brain stem…