Crowing out like an old rooster,
I guess I did that then,
I can see that you noticed,
Just like any broody hen.
I recognise that you have power,
I am not a feeble dolt,
You must be very proud of,
That one and only volt.
And as for your corporation,
I do deny it is real,
Show me some sort of proof,
A document or seal.
You'd better hurry up though,
Your yawn filled me with dread,
You seem to be boring yourself so much,
That you'll soon be dead.