Could it be that sadder
Than a drunk without a drink
Is a drink without a drunk?
A think without a thunk?
Elephant without a trunk
And other notions to debunk?

Could it be that badder
Than a Jackson dressed in black
Is some insomniatic skunk
Pining for old seventies punk
Headphones around his lank hair slunk
Another A+ English flunk

Could it be that madder
Than a poet in the throes
Of writing pure prosaic junk
Is a mild Buddhastic monk?
The one into his mind quite sunk
The other forging for the funk?