We gather here at our leisure
To indulge ourselves a guilty pleasure
And read about that fabled detective
At which we love to hurl invective
We stare with a morbid fascination
At another ridiculous situation
Each day it gets more absurd
Both in deed and in word
Today we watch as they dangle
To keep from being mangled
By a tiger that doesn’t seem to be tryin’
Or maybe he sees just like Clarence the lion
Is that the Joker we see with Dick
‘cause that face is really sick
The panels, they seem to distort
Making Tracy’s arm seem really short
Even for Locher this is low
Can this be the mortal blow
That puts an end to Tracy’s long career
What’s that? Did I hear someone cheer
But I really shouldn’t complain
About this strip being lame
The strip has such promise
Yeh, and I’m Dylan Thomas
We gather here at our leisure To indulge ourselves a guilty pleasure And read about that fabled detective At which we love to hurl invective We stare with a morbid fascination At another ridiculous situation Each day it gets more absurd Both in deed and in word Today we watch as they dangle To keep from being mangled By a tiger that doesn’t seem to be tryin’ Or maybe he sees just like Clarence the lion Is that the Joker we see with Dick ‘cause that face is really sick The panels, they seem to distort Making Tracy’s arm seem really short Even for Locher this is low Can this be the mortal blow That puts an end to Tracy’s long career What’s that? Did I hear someone cheer But I really shouldn’t complain About this strip being lame The strip has such promise Yeh, and I’m Dylan Thomas
From yesterday, Thanks Sydney.