Talking Scales
Fin, a comical inventor of renown,
Latest invention had caused such a frown,
His talking chemist scale
Made many people turn pale,
Just after putting their coin down.
"Don't park your semi-trailer here,"
"Is someone helping carry your rear?"
"Lay off the donuts,"
"Am I weighing two guts?"
The chemist made the machine disappear.
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