(I said) is that cotton?
(He said) No, it's 50/50…
(I said) Well, anyway, I've been really wantin'
To write a really nifty
Poem about Snoop,
Ode about the Man.
His eyes only droop,
When he's kinda sad.
He's got real nice friends
And his sister's kinda nice.
He's even been real nice to Ben
When he's been stuffing mice.
He runs for Suffern Middle Distance
He loves to make fun of Ross.
His big head, for instance
Is what make's Ross "The Boss"…
We all love Snoop Rock Reilly
Who is really a great friend
I think that shirt (at the beginning of the poem) is styling
Even though it's polyester blend
-By Michael Suppe