Here in Detroit in the 1980s, a city councilwoman whose name really was Daisy was convicted of possessing a stolen car, whereupon one of my colleagues on the city desk, wrote the following:

Daisy, Daisy,
Turn in your Cadillac.
It was stolen,
So you must give it back.
You haven't got any papers.
You gave the judge the vapors.
We're sorry, ma'am
You face the slam
'Cause your Cadillac's hot.
Adieu!