A Poem for Elon

You can buy a space airline
And also a hairline
You can ruin a website or twunny
You can populate Mars
With self-driving cars
And nuke both the poles so it’s sunny
You can buy an erection
And perhaps an election
And nuke all the polls with your money
There’s so much you can buy
Even That Effing Guy
But Honey, you can’t buy funny