This is my poem about Voltaire who’s music I like most of all.
Some of his songs are bit dark and gothic, but some funny.
In one he even mentions being called names in a mall.
He goes on tours, singing song and making us cheer.
(On some of the vids I’ve seen he’s drinking beer).
His songs are great whether they be about the dead, cannibals, the high sea, death, the underworld or even New Jersey.
Brains, birthdays, vampires, cover songs, heck, evil, or even headless waltzes.
I like Voltaire’s music for these reasons, that’s the way it’ll be, and I even think one’s has a bunny.