Incensed By Vogan Tv

Happily ensconced in a glimmering tree Wearing buckle belts on his pudgy left knee The old Vogan king took a potshot at me. My men promptly snatched him up and threw him down Tore off his wig, his shirt, and his hideous crown Kicked him meanly into a heap on the ground We dragged him by orange donkey cart all over town By the time we were finished, his pants were all brown He gave up his scepter, his gold teeth and his crown He offered me the key to his kingdom, his wife, and more What would I do with that dried up old shrew of a boar? Anyway, I was on a mission and wanted a war. What really made me mad, what incensed me, was Vogan TV It was on every single channel, and how good can that be? Next time I tell you the Vogan King will be sorry he messed with thee.