I was up to my shoulders
Down in the hole
uncovering waste pipes
Outside your home
I said please don't flush!
Stop up all your drains
I told you I'd know
I thought you were sane
The pipe was wide open
Some water came down
A few little turds
And some paper came round
I asked you twice more
One time per occurrence
Each time it was gross
But I got your assurance
We got the job done
But it sure was a ******
The moral of this poem:
Don't **** on your plumber!
May 15, 2021
May 15, 2021 at 12:33 PM UTC
I was up to my shoulders
Down in the hole
uncovering waste pipes
Outside your home
I said please don't flush!
Stop up all your drains
I told you I'd know
I thought you were sane
The pipe was wide open
Some water came down
A few little turds
And some paper came round
I asked you twice more
One time per occurrence
Each time it was gross
But I got your assurance
We got the job done
But it sure was a ******
The moral of this poem:
Don't **** on your plumber!
Seriously though.
~05/14/2021
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