Gotta Gig!

Booty Gig, got a gig Gotta gig wid a fella’s booty Oh he like a sick cutie tooty fruity! Mercy on us if he ever gets in a seat (I mean of seat o’ powuh.) Lord it’s not the hour.  Is it?  O, please!  Need some relief! Can’t have these purvy Dems. Got a gig, I say, wi’dat booty! He a real tootie fruity Yeah Booty Gig got a gig Might be a dog or a pig A champion o’ sodomy rights He gonna lobby, take up the fight Oh but what a sight Got confusion in dey heads Need to work and get out o’ dose beds Repent and get al rebown From duh shackles o’ sin be shorn Got to stop doin’ what e’r he pleases Grab on and hold tight t’ Jesus Stop wanderin’ o’er rivers an’ sod Get wid da people o’ God. (Sung in robust rap style)

9 April, 2021

(An excoriating rap number on 6 April, 2021 at 0752, updated on 9 April at 0832)