If you don’t get it, then don’t worry – it doesn’t apply to you.
Max pleads strongly for quality
As we have seemingly lost our acuity
X-rays he has taken
We have to be shaken
Else we succumb
Like how Facebook is dumb
Low morals and excessive vacuity.
Milligan resorts to desperate measures
Imploring us all to higher pleasures
Louts, love-sick and likely brain-dead
Labour noisily in some other thread
Infiltrating our thoughts and our dreams
Garbage mostly, but it occupies reams
After a clean-out, a happy tune
Normality can, in time, resume.