Goodbye to the talk of wrong-doing In home repair; donor-pursuing Gray’s name had been smeared But now he is cleared ‘Bout time; he’s got votes to be wooing

There’s nothing quite like a spring breeze Though why does it smell like disease?! As ginkgoes unfurl The trees smell like hurl So spray and spray soon, pretty please?

Some folks find the contract delighting (That 20 percent is inviting…) But raising some ire Is Rhee’s right to fire It’s risky when that is in writing

Octavius” certainly suits But why not Doc Ock? [octo]Pus-in-Boots? The winner’s a snooze Good names always lose Are killjoys and zoos in cahoots?!