(A parade of words and phrases eligible for retirement.
I somehow traveled to the past—
And woke up in a cave,
Where prehistoric women stared
At me. And was I brave?
Oh no. I made some desperate sounds
Like “gorf” and “gork” and “fub.”
Mistake. A man with giant stick
Said, “Welcome to the club.”
I woke up in the ICU,
Relieved that I was safe.
But then I saw my hands were bound,
And had begun to chafe.
The doctor, masked, came in the room;
He held a giant stick,
And now I really wished that I
Were actually sick.
He bonked me on the head again.
But, oh, that was not all:
This was no ICU—It was
The Club Neanderthal.