For some unknown reason
Plumbers catch the flack,
For bearing the icon
Of "plumber's crack."
When work picks up
Some wheres around June,
It ain't uncommon
To see a full moon.
Stuffed into a closet
Or crammed under a sink,
Those buns are kept
Nice and pink.
Plumbers ain't alone
Their pants in a slump,
Most trades will bear
A hairy little rump.
From painters to carpenters
We don't want to pass,
They will all suffer,
From exposed *#?!*
Next time you witness
A half-shown crack,
Please resist the temptation
To give it a whack!
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
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