The inept, stupid, or foolish ones don't bother me nearly as much as the forced, strained, smug, self-congratulatory, gee-look-how-clever-I-am ones that assault both our ears and common sense.
Things like "While her withers whither with her, " and "a matador coercin' a bull."
What bull.
And to think that we are told that this person is a great lyricist. Hell, the same people decree him to be a great composer, too, despite all evidence being entirely to the contrary.
A bad joke, you say? Well, yes, surely.
Its perpetrators, however, are laughing heartily.
Updated On: 11/26/14 at 07:23 AM