Have Some More

Don’t hand me that crap

about old Jack Sprat

and his big fat wife

smeared in vaseline

The dishes get done

that’s all well and good

but what about the lines running in between?

He might be smothered in love

but when push comes to shove

where’s a stairwell when you need it?

Why bother to work

and bring home the bacon

when you know you’re not going to eat it?

So he sits in silence...

while she’s smackin’ her lips

with grease running down her three chins

"Not much longer" he hopes

her heart will explode

and that’s when Jack’s story begins!