This is the story of Elon Musk
A man of worthy wealth not bling
He types his name out dawn to dusk
Carriage return go ping ping ping
Ping ping ping but then, that call
Made from a big and huge ole house
The man who called most orangeal
With an ego that could eat a horse
Why don’t we just get together?
Elun, we could make a team
Jus’ two billionaires scussing whether
They could make America dream
Dreams of rivers full with fishes
Bread and butter full with jam
Apple pies hot and delicious
Precious pearls in every clam
You cld stop your endless pinging
For everyone wld know your name
‘Elun Elun’ they’d all be singing
To miss all that, such a shame
Even ants I’m told can dream
I’ve seen even blind men busk
So why can’t we make up a team
Donald Thump and Elun Musk?
That big ole house now is echoing
All night all day, day after day
With an endless ping ping ping
Yes Elon Musk is here to stay
All day long as day breaks day
Poor ole staff nowhere to turn
Not one of them can get away
From that goddam car’return
In a world wide web of pings
Resounds the name of Elon Musk
Des’prate to fly above all things
Des’prate to avoid the dusk
II
Not much of a tale I know
Not much room for wit to grow
But while he types on and on
He’s still there, both he and Don
Oh I must go on / I can’t go on
I must complete another verse
I shan’t go on / I will go on
I’ll go on but I shan’t rehearse
For every verse a shadow one
For every ping a shadow ping
And Elon and his brother Don
Aim to make the shadows sing
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