The Sink Song

Now I've got a sink where I always wash my cup,
And I've got a sink where I throw up,
There I wash my hair and there I brush my teeth,
And there a little spider came to grief.
You may think I am rotten and say that I'm a ponce,
But I ran the water really hot, and burned him on the bonce,
He got his little legs and wrapped them round his head,
To all intents and purposes, I thought that he was dead,
So I splashed him with listermint, flushed him down the drain,
Half an hour later, he was sitting there again!

Where did he go you have a right to ask,
Did he sit beneath the plughole with a snorkel and a mask,
When I turned the tap on, sensing death,
Did the little spider hold his breath.
Did he have an aqualung, and flippers on his feet,
Someone must have noticed when he fell out in the street,
Did he wrap his legs round the bottom of the plug,
And sit there as the water went "glug glug glug.."
Here's two questions, home come he never drowned,
And can you tell me how the little 'kers still around,

Yes I've got a sink where I always wash my cup,
And I've got a sink where I throw up,
And in that sink I see him every day,
A creepy crawly spider who won't go away.
I covered him with aftershave he didn't mind at all,
In fact he says it helps him when he goes out on the pull,
I sprayed him with deodorant he didn't even cough,
No matter what I do to him the spider won't shove off.

I'm feeling ill, I've had too much to drink...
I hope for the little spiders sake, he's not sitting in my sink..!



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