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Down the Gurgler
The sink began muttering after breakfast. It gargled secrets in purple gurgles.
Something below shouted, "Let her go! Let her go!" I pulled the plug with gusto.
Down went Tuesday, toast crumbs first. The pipes cheered with hollow hiccups.
Memories circled the S-bend twice, Then vanished with a bubbling belch.
Then up shot a geyser of filthy foam. I let out a cry and groan. "Why
me, you shifty Gurgler Burglar? You've stolen my breakfast!" Now
you're after lunch as well. Next you'll swallow dinner whole! You
want me to call the plumber? You can gurgle straight to hell!
Here comes the Drano, buddy - Foul hydroxide, lye and
strong! Eat that sludge and blast it loose; You've
clogged this kitchen far too long! Let her go! Let
her go! Down below! Down below! Glug, gurgle,
swirl and flow, Down the plughole; off you go!
Bubble, burble, glug and groan, Rattle
every rusty pipe bone! At last... The
Gurgler Burglar is gone! Down the
plughole. Sayonara, so long!
Good riddance to the Gurgler.
That's my victory song!
Sayonara! So long!
You've glugged the
final gurgle song!
The Gurgler
Burglar's
finally gone.
Breakfast is
Merrily on!
It’s On!
It’s On!
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