The White Blackboard (What'sGoingOnWithGus?)

I was late for work this morning,

A funny thing to doo,

But I never hung a groundhog,

Until I first met yoo.


Gus is feeling queasy

I think it was his lunch.

His lunch; it isn't easy

Heavily drinking prune punch.


The blackboard:

Why do people call it that?

It's ... it's ... it's GREEN!

And after a hard day's work,

The blackboard (or chalkboard, if you like)

Is white.


White, white, white blackboard --

Where the hell did we go wrong?

Oh me, oh my, my me, my pee,

Gus is feeling queasy.


The End

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