Muy mal, an ugly toy is tall.
Very bad, you feo but still glad.
Get on the path, where has no wrath,
you’ve been out there too long, now take a bath.
Smellin’ like sasquatch, no time, like a band of a watch.
Who woulda thought, you with a half court shot, in a contest,
not playing the game, call that a fan’s shot.
Watchin’ time like pedestrians watchin’ mimes,
watchin’ movements time after time.
Get in gear, this transmission expects no fear, learn how to shift,
gift a gift and hear the cheer after you overcome the fear…