Here's a little poem by Abraham Ebel on relativism. It's been around awhile, but this is a clever way of putting it...
It all depends on where you are
and it all depends on who you are.
It all depends on what you feel,
and it all depends on how you feel.
It all depends on how you’re raised,
and it all depends on what is praised.
What’s right today is wrong tomorrow.
Joy in France and England’s sorrow.
It all depends on point of view,
Australia or Timbuktu.
In Rome do as the Romans do.
If tastes just happen to agree,
then you have morality.
But where there are conflicting trends
it all depends;
it all depends.