Jojo McGrubber
was an ole
Toe Stubber,
On his back
was a barrel-A-Rum.
The cork it popped out,
and the liquor did spout,
So he plugged the bung-hole
with his thumb.
Well a small boy
named Todd,
Thought that it was quite odd,
That ole Jojo done did
what he done.
But later that year,
with a Barrel-A-Beer,
He tried it himself just for fun.
Now there's Beer in the street,
and the Rum soaks your feet,
and the grass grows more tipsy than green.
For once a cork's popped,
the leak won't be stopped,
though there's nary a thumb to be seen.
1 comment:
This is possibly the best poem I've ever read in my life. No joke. This is awesome.
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