A Poem to Start the Year Off Right
OK, here we go!
The Wetsuit is stinky and the fins reek like trash!
Sven guesses it's time to give them a bath!
"Dettol's too costly!" says Sven, "We're getting robbed!
So, it's time to call on my buddy SpongeBob!"
A good blob of Bob goes into the tub, next suit and fins,
and then a rubba-dub-dub!
The foam, it all glistens. The fins, they both gleam.
Sven looks in the mirror and wipes off the steam.
Sven hangs the gear up to dry over night,
gets a whiff of Bubblebath and turns pale in fright!
"Oh NO!" thinks Sven, "I really do wish,
that the smell of SpongeBob doesn't scare off the fish!"
But he still doesn't know about all the ribbing this will cost him,
when all his dive buddies find Sven now smells like a baby's bottom!
:rofl
Bret (Hey, I am an engineer, NOT a poet!)
OK, here we go!
The Wetsuit is stinky and the fins reek like trash!
Sven guesses it's time to give them a bath!
"Dettol's too costly!" says Sven, "We're getting robbed!
So, it's time to call on my buddy SpongeBob!"
A good blob of Bob goes into the tub, next suit and fins,
and then a rubba-dub-dub!
The foam, it all glistens. The fins, they both gleam.
Sven looks in the mirror and wipes off the steam.
Sven hangs the gear up to dry over night,
gets a whiff of Bubblebath and turns pale in fright!
"Oh NO!" thinks Sven, "I really do wish,
that the smell of SpongeBob doesn't scare off the fish!"
But he still doesn't know about all the ribbing this will cost him,
when all his dive buddies find Sven now smells like a baby's bottom!
:rofl
Bret (Hey, I am an engineer, NOT a poet!)