Unless of course you are really dirty or getting really flirty. Either way you might not have time to strip down as you hop in the shower and go to town. I mean cleaning of course at my sea, don't go all gutter on me. To late? I guess it's just my fate.
dVerse has water on the brain,
There at their lane.
Saying it is all around,
So a verse can be found.
They make it seem like water is oh so good.
Time to correct them at my hood.
Don't believe me?
Just follow along at my sea.
I buzz like a bee,
Needing to pee.
The water is plugged by too much dead tree.
Time for that thrill,
Take one last swill.
Damn! Spilled water on the laptop.
Now it sparks non stop.
Water on Mars!
Somewhere under its dune bars.
But it costs 10 Billion to get there.
While we're 10 trillion in debt to the Chinese lair.
It allows for skinny dipping,
Yeah not just for sipping.
That is okay for some at their lair,
But others should not be seen bare.
What did one ocean say to the other?
Feel free to stop and ask your mother.
Have you finally caved?
They said nothing and just waved.
Yes, I am shore.
There is no need to roar.
Or be a beach about it.
Doesn't water have such wit?
It also lets you spit.
When you have a fit.
Some talk and spit at the same time.
Wish they were a mime.
And then worst of all,
It doesn't have just one name at its hall.
It is waaay to greedy,
Or maybe just very needy.
Lake, swamp, ocean, pond, sparkling, pure, river, stream. Water thinks it is so great with its gleam. Sorry to rain on your water parade. But I had to point out this charade. Not to mention it makes up the likes of Honey Boo Boo. Water needs to get a clue. That is all today class from my ever so hydrated little rhyming ass.
Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.