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Tiny Tub Terror
Industrial sadistic humour Trailer treachery for sure, Sure you can walk thru the trailer, But who's gonna "test-drive" the tub? Soon the papers are signed, The money is paid, You now own a bathtub, That for an anorexic was made Several scary showers later, In this slippery tub, With the bathroom floor Twelve inches lower, Than the bathtub bottom, I can just hear the designers glee, With each customer's injury; "We Gott'em!!!" Than the fateful day came, When I decided on a bath, Relax, soak to some music, Forget bills and all math... Well, low and behold, The tub was too small, No normal sized human, Could fit in at all!! Maybe an advanced anorexic, Or her concentration camp kin, They alone, would be sufficiently thin... No average human could Possibly fit in.... Now I'm not obese, And I'm not other than normal, But this great treachery, Made me wonder about laws formal... Can they get away with this? Take my money with a quiet hiss.... "Wait till schmuck bathes, Gets his arse stuck... All we will say, Is, "Ain't that tough luck?"
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