Ronald Riddle
There once was a boy called Ronald Riddle
Now there was a kid who could really piddle
He weed here and he weed there
That kid Riddle piddled everywhere.
People once thought that there’d been rain
Truth was Ronald was at it again
Eventually the townsfolk just got madder
At the kid with the enormous bladder.
With pitchforks and clubs they chased him away
And the story is told to this very day
Now you may laugh and you may scoff
But this is how we got the term “piss off.”
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