In the Hood
Deep in the Oklahoma woods
On an oil rig we couldn't foresee
Something not dropped in the snow
Could be disastrous to a degree
A guy I'll call "new guy", came in
He'd done a "Number two" outside
Thankful to get out of the cold but
With an odor not to be denied
Somebody asked,"What's that smell!"
What then ensued was quite an uproar
Ending with new guy shouting, "Oh no!"
And quickly bolting out the door
Here's the moral of the story
I'll tell you what it's all about
When you pull down hooded coveralls
Never leave the hood sticking out!
Copyright © Pat Adams | Year Posted 2017
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