John Genovese Reality

John Genovese fanned his flames,

John Genovese was a dreary fellow.

with a smile worst than the Grinch

and a thought.

Oh! the thought worst than you and me.

He climbed everest,

No! Not the mountain silly,

But the jargons of a loony 

toon mountain.

He was a pathetic being of an excuse.

John Genovese, Oh! You stupid man.

You fall over you own

When others do of others.

John Genovese Oh! You miserable soul.

The Longings you had

for her.

Lusting her pure wheatish glow.

But never could you have her.

John Genovese you stupid soul.

The longing and lusting

was not so long ago.

Now you have her.

and mistreat her you will.

John Genovese the Celtic 

Master was never you.

Now Mr. Genovese, I think 

You should know,

You are not real.