“Those pointy things you see on-line?
Some stupid folk assume
That they were built to stand through time
As some old pharaoh’s tomb,
But who would take so many years
And pile so many stones
To make a building for the goal
Of guarding King Tut’s bones?
That’s overkill—who’d build a thing
Like that and think well spent
The money for a resting place?
(except the President—
He’s always planning big like that—
And nothing’s too outrageous—
Remember there’s a ziggurat
Named after him in Vegas!)
And so I think those things were meant
To save some food for later
And therefore what we’re seeing here’s
A big grain elevator.
It stands to reason—don’t you see?
It’s all the facts that fit:
The Bible says they stored up grain?
In pyramids—that’s it!
That’s not a theory—it’s the truth!
(I’m working out the kinks,
Like how they stored their gliders in
The belly of the Sphinx.)
So when you ask how for my job
I think I qualify,
I’ll open up my testament
And see how to apply
the words of Exodus to help
me in my work at HUD—
perhaps the poor could learn to build
new homes with bricks of mud?
With our new Congress, we could ask
To change the housing law:
Provide the mud, of course, but charge
Them double for the straw.”