The Tin Foil Hat & Mr. Microwave

The Tin Foil Hat looked for a head
While Mr. Microwave looked for fear.
The Tin foil Hat said, “I see Mr. Red.”
Mr. Microwave said, “Bring him here!”

Mr. Red looked in the glass window
For a hat that could keep him warm,
Just as the Tin foil Hat approached Red–
“You are the one who was forewarned!”

Mr. Red stared with crystal ball eyes and said,
“You should sit upon my crown.
You can nest where the facts have left,
And my whimsy knows no bounds!”

“Sounds like a plan,” said the Tin Foil Hat,
But you must also befriend my brother.
He is the one and only Mr. Microwave;
He moves faster than any other.

“Pleased to meet you,” said Mr. Microwave,
“I’ll cook up anything you like,
Like canned conspiracies with juicy rumors
So the facts can take a hike!”

“If you got ‘Birthers’ on the brain,
Or ‘Death Panels’ for ‘Killing Granny,’
I’ve got many books and so many things,
Just ask Mr. Sean Hannity!”

“I see, I see!” said Mr. Red with glee,
“And I can see myself in the Tin Foil!”
“You know, Mr. Red, if you got a cold head,
You should come inside before you spoil.”

Mr. Red looked at Mr. Microwave
As Red opened his door to inspect,
then he slid his head inside with Tin Foil,
And that was the end of Mr. Glenn Beck!