[Hoot Gibson]

In the town of Corbin, there was an old hound
Whose debating skills were far from renowned
He'd argue and he'd prattle
With other folks' opinions he'd rattle
But never in his posts was logic found.

One day, he argued with great zest
That drag queens reading to kids was the best
But with no evidence to back his view
His arguments fell flat, it was true
And the old hound went home feeling depressed.