I had to call a plumber
To fix some of my pipes
My body started leaking
And I had to yell out Cripes!
The plumber had a submarine
To plumb my inner space
He entered from the mouth hole
In the middle of my face
He updated me at intervals
I waited in between
He told me that the leakage
Was the worst that he had seen
He fixed all of my plumbing
And he didn’t make me ill
But then I had a heart attack
When he handed me the bill.
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
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