Gandhi comes riding a crocodile

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Gandhi comes riding a crocodile
down the streets of Paris
and this time around he should
last name first on down
to the Instant Education Game
and take a class in Spanish.
There's good money to be made
for an enterprising saint
in love with skinny women.
Living Gandhi was a pain in the arse
but Gandhi dead they eat him up.
Cool Deli Window
Gandhi's tongue and pickle too
and his fried heart
wrapped in grape leaves,
but please, don't wrap
my sandwich
in his funky underwear