31 May 2012
There it was, upon the floor, a fat and bulbous purse
I'd noticed who had dropped it, a lovely looking nurse
Thought she may have realised, but she carried on her way
So I picked it up, thought to myself, O my happy day
I rifled thru its contents, and it was full of cash
My first thought was to keep it, but that seemed rather rash
What a spot, I'd better not, I ought to give it back
But she's the one who dropped it, so my odds I sought to stack
You should do the right thing, said the angel on my shoulder
But devil said, within my head, spend it son, be bolder!
I was in a quandary, it was too close to call
The devil finally tipped it, so off I went to spend it all
And it didn't really take too long, bought myself a treat
A shirt and jeans, some aftershave, and new shoes on my feet
Pleased as punch and after lunch I went home for a rest
And suddenly remembered that today was my blood test
So back out I went and ran along to doctor's surgery
I wasn't really looking, the nurse said, "Follow me"
Went inside the room and the door shut with a 'click'
It was the nurse I'd stolen from! I felt such a dick
But things went from bad to worse when I went to sit down
The purse belonging to the nurse had fallen to the ground
She stared at me in silence as I gripped onto the chair
Then fixed me with a grin as if she didn't seem to care
"That seems to be my purse lying there upon the floor
So kindly drop your brand new jeans, I don't use arms no more
You came here for a blood test, but I want more by far
Anal retribution, so hold on tight, and just say..."
AAAAARRRGH
Purse • Opuss № I