Chapter 1 - Untitled

One day I was thirstyOne day I was thirsty[/b]
It was no joke[/b]
On how much my through was dry[/b]
So I went to the fridge andopened a coke[/b]
Or, at least, I gave it a try[/b]
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To me, the cap was glued on[/b]
It just would not budge[/b]
And though I tried with all ofmy might[/b]
I just ended up screaming “FUDGE!”[/b]
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So I went to the cabinet andopened the door[/b]
Grabbed a can opener[/b]
I popped that sucker open witha quick wrist flip[/b]
But then (of course)[/b]
My hand it did slip[/b]
And now my coke is over thefloor[/b]
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And because sugar has quite asmell[/b]
My cats came running over[/b]
 So as luck would have it I slipped and fell[/b]
(When it comes to soda, mycats are anything be sober)[/b]
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I tried to keep my balance,[/b]
But I lost the balance soinstead[/b]
I fell down[/b]
And bumped my head[/b]
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So now I’m on the way to thehospital[/b]
As I listen to my mother’sshouts[/b]
But, my head got hit harderthat normal[/b]
So they put me in a rubberroom[/b]
Where I would scream “LET MEOUT”[/b]
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So now I shall live out therest of my days[/b]
In my little box[/b]
But I don’t mind, I know I’llescape[/b]
The only thing that bothers me[/b]
Is the coke that I lost[/b]
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I’ll plot and I’ll plan[/b]
I’ll stay up day and night[/b]
Because I need that coke[/b]
We all need one every now andthen,[/b]
Am I right?[/b]
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One day I was thirsty[/b]
It was no joke[/b]
But, wouldn’t ya know[/b]
At the insanity response unit,[/b]
THEY DON’T SUPPLY COKE!![/b]
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Moral of the story: the cokecompany puts the lids of their coke bottles on too tight.[/b]
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