Verse or Worse ?

There was once a young man on Exec.
Whose abilities were not kept in check.
The sins of the same,
(An unmentionable name),
Resulted in absolute Heck.

* * *

Rock and Roll:
Gyrations insane,
Convolutions Inane,
Weaving rhythmic unpatterns.

* * *

There was once a young lady at Vique,
Who said to him "You make me sick.
And despite your attire.
You don't really at all arouse me*.
And I can't stand the rest of your Clique."
You can't net me on fire.

* * *

Spring,
Is the thing,
But is it every-thing,
That you're thinking,
When you say "I thing,
Spring,
's the thing."

—Omow.