Vogon Poem

See, see the Fanatic sky
Marvel at its big brown depths.
Tell me, Ryuu do you
Wonder why the boar ignores you?
Why its foobly stare
makes you feel vendictive.
I can tell you, it is
Worried by your vexidanaferous facial growth
That looks like
A milk.
What's more, it knows
Your nostalgic potting shed
Smells of frog.
Everything under the big Fanatic sky
Asks why, why do you even bother?
You only charm fermenting grains.