Tuesday, November 25, 2025
Willy Nilly was a knob.
He would not shut his stupid gob.
He'd groan and drone and carry on.
All that heard wished he'd get gone.
Then one day when nature called
He was pulled from his stool
to a washroom stall.
On the way back to redon his airs
Someone tipped him down the stairs.
Willy Nilly was a knob.
No one saw nothing
yet they applauded the job.
