MegaQuartet III: Ed
Do you feel prone to pain?
Feel the world is out to get you?
Think you haven't got a clue?
Stuck with a talking horse's name?
Don't worry, I know someone worse.
His name is Ed, his presence I dread,
He should be dead from abuse by Fred.
Any other by now would be riding a hearse.
"Why," you ask? Let us ponder these:
He's exploded twice, been hurled thrice,
Squashed like mice - though he isn't nice,
He deserves better from these hand-drawn Japanese!
I often wonder why he doesn't quit
This lousy job and assert his place,
Is it worth always changing his face?
Oh, look, he just took another hit.