A longshoreman at the Port of Savannah
had to unload ships full of bananas.
They'd trip rad detectors,
and in came inspectors
to prevent a critical mass of banana.
A contrarian tourist traveling through Livingstone
missed Victoria Falls when all was said & done.
He'd thought it a trifle
to see tower Eiffel,
and, when in Paris, he made an end-run.
There was an executive from Noda,
a member of the class, high bourgeois.
He was the big boss
over all the soy sauce,
but when he told people, they heard, "Blah, blah, blah!"
There was a clumsy tourist in Cebu
who broke Magellan's Cross, and sought wood glue.
"Oh, don't worry, son!
That's not the first one.
The original was lost... and was already broken, too."
There was a gambling man of Lusaka
who was always running low on Kwacha.
That's the money, you see,
and despite ardent pleas
when you're a gambler no one will spot 'cha.
There once was a dictator named Hitler.
He was vegetarian and wasn't a tippler.
The moral seems clear:
eat meat & drink beer.
You'll still be much better than Hitler!
There was an artist named Andy Warhol
whose paintings sure enough weren't for all.
Like a flimflam man
he copied soup cans,
and viewers saw [not Campbell, but] Warhol.
There once was a Philosopher-Botanist
who, on his jobs, had been an optimist.
But he bred seedless fruits,
and came to feel in cahoots
with purpose-denying nihilist dogmatists.