Dwight's Plight
Dwight spied
fish fried
Full plate
he ate
Room for
much more
Beer found
he downed
Tenth glass
got gas
Ran to
the loo
Long queue
Pain grew
The worst!
He burst
That smell
like hell
Bad dish
of fish!
Pants got
huge spot
Red-faced
Disgraced
Got far
from bar
Sad plight
of Dwight
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2016
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