We’re Ed, Edd, and Eddy,
Eddy deeply unserious,
on a weekday does ketty,
has cried on shrooms,
and feels nothing off edis.
Edd dabs before physics,
his legs long like spaghetti,
always down to take rips,
so to study, we’re ready.
Me, I’m always smiling,
but my mental unsteady,
running on rumination,
and sober like barely.
Sometimes I try not to laugh,
and it works like rarely,
cuz me and my two friends,
we’re just like Ed, Edd, and Eddy.