Ode to Mayor Rob Ford

And now, for your listening pleasure(note:ear plugs recommended)

He’s a drug store crack smoking man

He’s the head of the gangster clan

When winters come rollin' around,

He’ll be lucky to be Mayor of the town.

Well he don’t like the press we all know,

He tells us each week on his radio show,

He calls them all maggots, and spits in their face,

He wonders why we think that he’s a disgrace.