My book tells me to write the lyrics of a catchy jingle, for a plumbing service. I must obey.
When you wake up to find your bathroom covered in poo,
you cover your face and cry, “Oh, what shall I do?!”
No worries! Call No Shit Plumbing!
A leak in your pipes, worse than in Gramma’s pants?
One that causes the wife to scream ceaseless rants?
Don’t fret! Call No Shit Plumbing!
When the crap won’t go down,
when the drains are all clogging,
when your too busy to deal,
’cause your submissive needs flogging,
don’t get your panties in a bunch,
don’t untie your bitch,
just go out for lunch
and call No Shit Plumbing!