Written and Submitted by: Mary Anne
Gavin, oh, Gavin, please clean up the pee,
The needles and feces you’ve foisted on me
With the losers and druggies you say can stay
In my streets, parks and beaches where children once played.
Gavin, oh, Gavin, please clean up the crime,
You released with the prisoners at Covid time
When you shut down my cities and chose to mask me
While you dined with your buddies at the French Laundry.
Gavin, oh, Gavin, please stop the posturing
No one believes the lies you are fostering.
I see my folks leaving with nothing to say,
Except, “Gavin, oh, Gavin, please go away.”
The above ditty can be sung to the tune of “The Amazing Young Man on the Flying Trapeze”
Photo Cred: Miguel Gutierrez Jr., CalMatters