Itchy and Scratchy
If its not on the shelf we aint got it, he said
Grinning like a sphincter
And for your embarrassing problem
That is the only tincture
It is the only ointment,
To alleviate your stress
To take away the swelling
And relieve the tenderness
I know it must be itchy, and
I know you want to scratch
But there’s nothing we can do
Until we get another batch
We’ll have some in on Friday
In the meantime please refrain
From scratching it so heartily
You’ll only cause more pain
Try soaking in salt water
Let it dry off in the air
So until next Friday afternoon
Goodbye, farewell, take care
© John W Fenn 22-01-2009
Copyright © John Fenn | Year Posted 2009
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