Quite unexpectedly, as Carmelo
The ringless trigenerian was eating
A lake trout hogie, a steak and Honey Nut O’s,
And Jonny the Journeyman was finding Eurail seating
Next to Donte, Scoop, Fab, Kris, Hakim and Who Knows
The Demoted Fat Philly Rockin Bamma began to pout
In meetings swinging, ‘cause he can’t drop 20 per in the pros
Quite unexpectedly, the secret was out:

And there, there overhead, there, there revealed
Those dozens of busts and their dazed eyes,
There in the starless Dome, he’s not Klay, not Beal
There like Melo’s vast summer night wing orders “for the guys”,
There in the sudden wackness the black pall
‘Cuse produces nothing, nothing, nothing — nothing at all.