There once was a preacher with Tourette's And his case was as bad as it gets. In times of aplomb, He'd shout an f-bomb, Making mourners more than a little upset.
Once upon a time, there was a wise, old Taoist priest
who got the least from the most & the most from the least.
If he offered a snack,
you'd be bursting your slacks,
but expect empty plates when he'd call for a feast.