(Sung to the tune of "Give My Love To Rose" by Johnny Cash)
I showered with a centipede this morning--
I screamed "Ew gross!" when I saw what I'd done;
He looked at me and I collapsed in terror,
Too paralyzed with fright to try to run.
He said ?"I crouched here all through soaping and shampooing,
Right by the drain where you would never see.
I knew I'd have to try and catch you off guard,
Because of course you'd do the same to me.
"I crawled out on the ceiling late last evening -
I slipped and fell eight feet into the bath,
I knew you would kill me when you found me,
So I resolved to go out with a blast.
"I can die now knowing you'll remember
The way I must have brushed against your feet,
And how I wiggled wetly just beneath you?
I'll pass on knowing my revenge was sweet!"
I couldn't bear to listen any longer,
I grabbed the mop that leans beside the sink
And smashed the evil creature into powder,
Before I could give myself time to think.
The beast is conquered but the image haunts me -
Those thirty legs a-wiggling just nearby
The centipede that didn't fear his own death,
But just wanted to scare me 'fore he died.
But just wanted...to scare me...'fore he died.
Posted by hilatron at September 23, 2004 09:45 AM | TrackBackNast.
Posted by: EV at September 23, 2004 10:53 AMI hope you're planning on cleaning those thirty legs off of the mop. ;-)
Posted by: Josh at September 23, 2004 01:48 PMEeeeeeeeeeeuuuuuuuuuuuuwwwwwwwww.
Posted by: Doombot at September 23, 2004 06:42 PM