Super Glue Mania
At any rate, Super Glue works all too well,
as I tried to fix my seashell,
it was applied very carefully,
an operation done dutifully
until Aunt Rosie called on my phone,
asking for a one-hundred dollar loan.
At any rate, the glue got on my ear
and stuck to the cell phone so near,
Aunt Rosie pleaded her case
as I tried to to unglue the phone from my face,
after she hung up I tried for at least an hour,
scrubbing away using a detergent to scour.
At any rate, I finally drove to the emergency room,
where the doctor looked at me with doom,
he said I had a choice to wear it forever
or perform an operation to sever
my ear which gave me non-stop chills,
after a while he gave me some pills,
At any rate, I drove home and hit the sack,
waking up hours later noticing I did not lack
my ear and it was intact without the phone,
it was all a bad dream of another
Super Glue mania trying to smother.
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