[Yeti]

This was on the Washington Post's website. The writer used Beastie lyrics to create this poem.

Born and bred Brooklyn — U.S.A.
They call me Adam Yauch but I'm M.C.A.
Like a lemon to a lime, a lime to a lemon
I sip the def ale with all the fly women
I'm not James at 15 or Chachi in charge
I'm Adam and I'm adamant about living large
I've got more rhymes than I've got gray hairs
And that's a lot because I've got my share
Now what do we have here, an outlaw and his beer
I run this land, you understand, I make myself clear.
M.C. for what I am and do
the A is for Adam and the lyrics; true
so as pray and hope and the message is sent
and I am living in the dreams that I have dreamt
I wish for peace between the races
Someday we shall all be one
That's right y'all
Don't get uptight y'all
I'm out and I'm gone
I tell you now I keep it on and on.