On the fourth day of Christmas my true love gave to me
Four landscapers (chant on one note - to put in a pump so I'll have no more puddles of tadpoles in my backyard that are followed by frogs, flies, boils, and the rest of the seven plagues; to put in grass in the backyard because the grass that was there was destroyed by the puddles and the tadpoles; and to make the grass in the front yard lush and - drop one octave - proud)
Three Maytag appliances
Two storm doors
And a handy man with no plumber butt.
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