Banned for room temperature Willy ice pops.

Banned for pop flavored popsicles.

Banned for thinking popsicles required two spaces and where are the tangerine fields and marshmallow skies?

Banned for reading between the lines of songs to find hidden verses with suspect meanings and an entire new chorus of the three little pigs and why the big bad wolf could only blow two of them.

Banned for feeding your offspring seagull-style, unless you regurgetated a stolen bag of Doritos for them in which case you're banned for choosing cool ranch.

Banned for thinking Marx made sense.

Banned for denigrating Groucho and his brothers while espousing the Stooges Three and other purveyors of comedic situations... and where does one purchase a wing wong for a goose's bridle?

Banned 'cause aminals do their thing without permission from the Oligarchs in charge of the pink and blue polka dotted rounded corners of the White House masquerading as an outhouse. 

Banned for leaving devices within reach.

Banned for being a hoggit and keeping all the dessert to yourself and going to church on sundaes.

Banned for trying to be the little bird who tweets disparaging remarks about twits who call out twats on twitter to make themselves feel like the top-birds in a precarious pecking order that sees too many buzzards become the cream of the crop... and where the fech are my crumbed drumsticks and dipping sauce?

banned for leaving them in the bed 

Banned for selling defective blow up dolls with pre-patched orifices painted lemon/lime.