In my sink
there is a stain
It breaks the link
Between porcelain and drain
A simple spot of rust
Or a calcium deposit
I only hope, looking at the dust
To clear it with some Comet
Oh stubborn spot
Why won't you come out?
My arm will probably rot
As I scrub with some Shout
Another sees the stain
And gives me a holler
My arm in intense pain
As they say, "Did you try using water?"
Right then and there
I drop dead on the spot
I've given up
And that stain can rot |