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Toe
in the Tap Blues
I was lay
there soaking in the bath,
Resting
from the day's aftermath.
Steam and
heat a comfortable atmosphere,
Suddenly
gripped with fear.
You know
you fiddle with feet into the tap,
Well I fell right into that trap.
TOE stuck
fast and jammed right in,
Started
shouting made a din.
Now
neighbours banging at my door dreading what actions would befall,
Heard them
shouting up my hall.
With 911 or
999 call sirens screaming and fro door caved within,
Let them
all the Police, fire, Ambulance and multitude in.
Bathroom
door pushed open wide,
There was
nowhere else for me to hide.
Like an
exhibit at a show,
Men, Women,
And child was there to know.
A crowd of
faces eyes open wide,
Grinning
teeth, guffaws and laughs to hide.
I lay there
hands cupped over my manhood,
otherwise
it would float like wood.
Was I red
just with heat?
or was it
embarrassment with all to meet.
Drain the
water someone said now its getting cold,
now with
shock and shrinking and not so bold.
GUYS YOU
KNOW THE STORY TOLD.
A kind
fireman covered me with his coat by now,
I couldn't
face the neighbours, how?
After being
on show for all ensundary to see,
like a
comedy on TV.
Hands of
plenty all around,
Questions
and riddles to answers found.
They pushed
and they tugged with all their might,
my toe
still stuck there tight.
With
manhood now shrinking in hand,
It all
became rather bland.
Cold and
wrinkly, white and chapped,
Lying still
there with hands capped.
Time
running out and passing fast,
all
resources running to the last.
One fire
woman said lets get the saw,
I screamed
what for?
They
chuckled and said just to cut the tap,
and get you
out this dreaded trap.
One-woman
said use butter I said what for?
to
lubricate your toe some more.
Funny thing
it just fell out,
must have
been the cold no doubt.
Not the
only thing to shrink,
But doesn't
it make you really think.
Well all
the drama over and all gone,
Wasn't I
the embarrassed one?
So be
warned and watch out too,
Otherwise
it could be you.