Wheh W was still quite little
His mother took him on her knee
And fiddled with his tiny piddle;
But what old Barb could not foresee
Was that her conduct was condusive
To raising one twice as abusive
In his attempt to slip the noose
When he and mom played MOTHER GOOSE.
Who doesn't know that this perversion
Leads to a triumph of the will
In one who's made to fit the bill?
Though lesser now than Hitler's version,
He'll close the gap by slow degrees
By killing us in twos and threes.
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