Ode to Poi

Rutabagas and bananas
    Make a horrid exercise.
When you chew them, they're like rubber.
    Shut your mouth and don't be wise!

Don't be friendly with my brother,
    Do a Charleston on his head!
When that's over, do another!
    There's no excuse for what he said.

You're not homely, only lonely —
    Sort of tall, and gawkish too,
Singing rather monotonely,
    Like the Presbyterians do.

When it comes to tapioca,
    I can take or leave it, please.
When the subject's karaoke,
    Microphones just make me sneeze.