If you can’t make jokes about crazy folks,
who can you joke about?
Crazy actions, crazy sayings, they’re ok I guess.
But not queers or retarded dears nor
blacks, browns, reds or yellows–
Hare-lipped. cross-eyed, club-footed
Hare Krishnas, holy rollers, jews and muslims,
they’re all off-limits, specially red necks and old biddies
and bastards, the lame and in-laws
and while poor white trash do cause me pause,
bleached blondes, fat folks, hearing impaired,
gods without humor and scary presidents do not.
But better keep me away from would-be poets!
AND THE ELDERLY!