A Folking Bard Song (Comfortable T-Shirt of Green) Tobuscus

[Chorus]
There once was a man more cunning than thee
None were so humble and noble as he
None of your cuck friends were in the same league
Normal men, on the ground would they walk
All about how worthy they are would they talk
'Til a humble smile would suddenly beam
From a jovial man, with a shimmering gleam
In a comfortable t-shirt of green

[Post-Chorus]
He'd sing hey good man, live now in the day
Wake up to the sun, lay down in the shade
Coulda done, woulda done, shoulda done
Arе all words you should ne'er need to say

[Verse]
He spokе no ill of the bitter
His words, he reserved for better
As his less-abled cuck peers spewed Twitter
With a nod, he departed unfettered
Leaving them to go diddle their brothers
Normal men had to lift up their feet
But amongst them was an angel, gliding discreet
It seemed to the eye that there was more to meet
'Twas almost as though he had wheels on his feet
Right at the back of his feet