HAPPY PEDO DAY!!
By And now, a poem (Trigger Warning for extremely crude language about sexual assault of minors.)
Twas the night before Pedo Day and all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, especially the tween mouse
The stalker wasn’t hung and didn’t have a care
‘Bout the young teen girl’s mental welfare
The younguns were all nestled snug in their beds
And hoped D.A. Moore wouldn’t ask them to give head
He drove ’round the house in his bright puppy van
Still I knew Alabamans would choose this dread man
(They will. Mark my words.)