I Feel Snitty with Craig Rozniecki

“¡Amar Old Glory Hole!” Oh, glory hole, you’re a fantasy of his mind What could be on the other side? A porn star ready to spank him with his face? His personal “doctor” saying, “Here’s something you can sniff”? Unfortunately no, neither of those were the case They’d be much too clean for his sick and demented tastes Oh, glory hole, what he wants will never breathe He’s grabbed it joyfully, while saying it makes us free   Glory hole, amar Old Glory hole The stars and stripes he claims to always salute Dodging drafts and attacking Golden Star families There’s not a single brave bone in him Glory hole, don’t worry, glory hole Old Glory placed a restraining order against him The judge said, “What the f*ck?!?,” but then, “I’ll allow it” “I’m getting too old for this sh*t”   He started singing our banner (Glory hole!) But remembered none of the words “Jose built some rockets over there” (Glory hole!) “Do the wave, watch ‘Twilight,’ and burst” Standing tall, wearing a MAGA hat   Glory hole, don’t worry, glory hole