DrSeuss-ish

A Who fucked for money

But then she retired,

• Which is like being so old

You choose to be fired.

She sucked on some wazzles

And swallowed some gloop

She once put a Who

In the hole where she pooped!

But don't for a moment

Not even a tock

Think that this means

That this Who doesn't rock.

So I say with a song

And a sing with a tune:

Oh sexy porn exy

I'd Lexi your Bloom.

It's hard to reply

In the rhymiest way

To each comment made

By each Who every day,

But please do not think

That there's anything here

But the wish to spread joy

As each story appears,

Who's do not need gold

For what would it mean?

Access to /r/lounge

Or a badge on my screen?

I've had goldies and goodies

And well-wishes galore

But they all end up lost

And alone on the floor.

And so all I ask,

As a token of thanks,

Is to smile and to nod

• Perhaps do a Who-dance?

But take away with you

A feeling of joy

And pass it to the next

Who-girl or Who-boy.

Remember that smile and I hope that you'll say

Your words made my heart grow three sizes today

There is a small problem

A dislike would bring,

It's not Who-hurts or feelings

Or Who-bullying.

You see, a disliker,

Would make Facebook much more

Of a whiney and bullshitty

Like my status bore.

The thing that would happen

With a squibble you see

"I hate mondays", You DISLIKE,

They think you agree!

When in actual fact

The problem is this:

Your boring-Who status

Really boils my Who-piss

What we need is a button

That says SHUT THE FUCK UP!

So those boring post posters

Will just have to look,

And see that the mundaney

Shit that they spout

Should be kept to themselves,

And not shouted out

To a so called Who-friends

Who don't give a Who-hoot,

Now quick, like this post!

To support our Who-troops!