There once was a Druegar named Thraim
His friends thought he was a pain
Instead of being polite, he started a Fight
And then bashed his comrades in the Brain.
The Queen of Hearts, she made some tarts,
All on a summer day:
The Knave of Hearts, he stole those tarts,
And took them quite away!
Thraim of Clubs, saw the Knave
and killed him for sure
His brain did splatter,
As did the Rabbit, Reginald & Sly the Hatter
But all is well, the problem is deciphered
As the court has been “Fekkin Killed Alright”
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