Once there was an association Which tried to rule the budo nation They sold for a fee Any degree And caused a rank inflation                                                                                                                 The antisensei hoped to reign With an everlasting fame He was not amused And quite confused When the Karate-Doctors came                                              A follower with no-leaf clover Began to think his life all over He changed his fate Bought a new grade And a new pullover                                                                                                An anti-master told me a story Of his power and his glory Of his courage and his fame And his most respected name His mental state just made me worry                                                                                    An association said with glee It would increase the grading fee They needed money to exhibit The true traditional budo spirit I quickly bought my next degree                                A truly phoney budo master Was keen to get his next dan faster He bungled clearly But brown-nosed dearly And thus accomplished the disaster                             The antidan from not afar Told me he was so popular With servile friends And fawning hands That made me puke all over                                                                                                                         The association told a member To obey and to surrender He would get another dan For his pleasure and his fun If he stopped his web agenda                                          A charlatan from Germany Reluctantly confessed to me He would be great With his new grade He only had to pay the fee                                                                     An association got the notion To invent a magic potion So every member would obey Not hesitate to pave its way It turned out as a horse back lotion                                                            A tinsel master had the opinion That everyone should be his minion He called them fans And sometimes friends Subject to bearing his dominion                                                                                     If you feel your club decay Chase the antidan away Kick his ass Remove the mess That will really make your day       © 2006 TDI