The Gronch cackled and put down his blessing book.
That filthy old BAR had a nasty new look!
With a nasty grin of his own the Gronch hoisted and aimed.
The castle grounds were teeming with Tabs to be maimed.
From the top of tall castle came a sound like “thubibibib!”
Taking out Tabs was like yanking toys from a crib.
Let this be a lesson to all Tabs new and old:
With just the right blessings, a gross BAR turns to gold!