Source:
Adults
Author:
Robert Henry
Title:
Summat
There’s summat sticky on the bathroom floor Just to the left as you go through the door Just what it is I cannot tell Its got no colour and its got no smell Now it’s the first thing that you meet As you go in, in your naked feet What can it be? No one knows; Just squeezes up between your toes Is it summat spilt? Or is it gum? Or is it summat what someone’s done? It could be summat what’s simply grown Will it go away if I leave it alone? There’s summat sticky on the bathroom floor Just in a place you can’t ignore Shall I scrape it up with a spoon or knife? No, that’s kinda summat to leave to the wife!
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