A little of this
A little of that
A bubbling chorus and
A sizzling clap
With uranium on the bench
And fart on the tap
Oops that’s acid on my lap
OUCH THAT’S ACID ON MY LAP!
And the wrong tap leaves me
With gas in nasal cavities
Not the liquid
I expected
Ah there, there, the water channel
Soothing burns in nasty places
Thank God thank heavens for filter funnels
And plastic briefs for private spaces
Alright, that’s done
Back to more fun
But what’s that familiar orange swarm
Ahoy there! A mushroom cloud!
That’s something to worry about.
Rather cute I thought, rising through
The conical tubes
Smelling of breakfast’s chicken soup
Well, what goes around
Comes around
Ew,
Shouldn’t have tried bovine
Latrine exocrine,
Should’ve just used mine.
~tc©
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