Jul 29, 2009 11:26
On a hot summer's day.
In a chair bound for no where.
I met up with a Becca,
we were both too hot to stink.
So we took turns a starin
out the window at the hotness,
Til heatstroke overtook us,
and we began to think.
I said, "Becs that burnin' ball o'
Gas out in the spaces
Gollum calls it "Yellow Faces"
Is cookin' all the earth.
So let's head to the bathroom,
for a bit of chilling wetness
Will get you naked as your birth.
You gotta know when to hold 'em.
Know when to clothe 'em.
Know when to draw a bath
and let the water run.
You never doubt your Becca
when she's 'plainin' 'bout the hotness
There'll be time enough for doubtin'
when the hot is done.
parody,
greg,
becca