Bombshell McGee, stank queen of San D
Her flesh a marquee of ridiculous degree.
So many tats to see— can we assume Jesse
Just didn’t know about the swastikas?
Troubling Michelle, a vision from hell
Traced upon her shell pictographic alarm bells
Of a sleazy Raphael with a story to tell
Of white power and of swastikas.
“Angry white girl,” heavily inked twirl,
Begging for a whirl and so crazy you’d hurl.
She seemed such a pearl, but then had to unfurl
An armband covered in swastikas.
Oh Jesse James; just looking for fame.
Now you can lay claim to a deep sense of shame.
Unwilling to tame your own passion’s flame—
Next time check your partners for swastikas.