B is for the beauty I see in you
U is for the underwhelm I feel
L is for the laughter
L is for more laughter
S is for the sillyness
That only you make real
H is for hilarity abounding
I is for infinity you fill
T is for the thousand posts resounding
Which manifests our silly Common Will.

Oh Bullshit we cannot walk by, ignoring!
Bullshit, we must answer to your call!!
Others claim pure reason's pull,
But we answer, simply, "Bull!"
And it's "Bullshit" say we one
And say we all!

MOAB is my Alma Mater
Percival Bysse Rowntree-Cole
excerpted from:
Understanding: A Wealth of Verse
Bayou Chapbooks Pub, Inc, Baton Rouge, 1949
Reprinted by permission