Elon Musk, I want to free you of evil PSP’s rust!
He always grinds my steel and concrete to dust
He is so spidery, he tries to morph into the sun
Such that your endeavour can’t be won!
But I won’t let him bag the Sun or Mars
Even if he carjacks all my Mum’s cars!
I’ll smote him every time, dear Musk,
spear him right through with an elephant’s tusk!
I am always fighting for my Kings
that PSP shouldn’t dare steal their rings
Till evil PSP settles for his fins
And gives up talons and any semblance of wings