In Xanadu did Charlie Sheen
A stately hooker-dome decree:
Where both his sacred nostrils, ran
Through cocaine measureless to man
He smoked it constantly.
So twice five girls he kept around
With big fake breasts and asses round:
And here were crack-pipes packed with rocks for thrills,
Which set so much white and noxious smoke a-free;
And here’s the deluxe home-theater where he chills,
And watches hours and hours of pornography.