Once upon a shitpost dreary, while I vibin', geeked and gleely, Over many a quaint and verbose volume of forgotten lore— While I nodded, nearly bappin, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, tapping at my shabby door. “’Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “slapping at my nuts galore— Only a grift, named Jimmy Dore.”