Poeta de Cabra

Boil On His Bum

We couldn\'t look at it, it disgusted us
The boil on his bum, big and full of pus
He couldn\'t squeeze it, couldn\'t get a grip
Would have to cover it with a plaster strip

His hairy ass cheek was red and extremely sore
Chuckling we looked through a crack in the door
He opened the plaster, peeled off the paper back
Needed to stick the black tar right next to his crack

Backed up to the mirror, near ill as he saw the reflection
Wanted to get the strip on quick before he got an infection
Closer he backed up to make everything look much clearer
Then! we burst into laughter, he stuck the strip on the mirror

Startled he was and he yelled \'It\'s not a fucking joke\"
Then he slipped ass over tit and the old mirror broke
Brother had to go to hospital before he bled to death
As for us, we just ran like hell till we ran out of breath