I'Ll Try the Door Again, Monica
Monica, I tell you that’s an awfully hard door.
I don’t think I should be hitting it anymore.
I’ve given it the works with this sledgehammer.
Yes, I know we are in a big jammer.
How did I know the old man would lock the door on us?
We are stuck in this basement. That’s not too fabulous.
A pick and a shovel is all we would need.
I know you can’t stand it anymore and want to be freed.
I’ll get some dynamite and blow a hole in the wall.
It will cause just a little explosion, that’s all.
You want me to try the door again? Whatever you say, dear.
Just like you, I want like hell to get out of here.
Based on scenes in the 1963 film "It's a Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad, World"
Copyright © Robert Pettit | Year Posted 2011
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