I did a parody of the great Gordon Lightfoot ballad.

The saddest, though, was my parody of American Pie which ends:

I had a dream 'bout Ashley Blue,
And I told her what I'd like to do,
But she just laughed, and turned away.

I went down near the porno store,
Where I'd picked up hookers, years before,
But the man there, said the whole place, had turned gay.

And in the streets the perverts schemed,
Lovers fumbled, young men dreamed,
Saddest words ever spoken,
The Deep Throat bell was broken.

And the three great men who did the most,
Hardcore, Steward, and Harry Reems' ghost,
They'd do well to leave the West Coast,
The day, a Gag whore, dies.

-Chuck, Vegetarian fanboy