Today I was swallowed up whole by my bag,
I was awfully angry and terribly mad!
I had only gone in there to fetch out a book,
But quick as a flash it gobbled my foot!
I tried to resist but the bag carried on,
My foot, then my leg, then my belly had gone!
Slowly it gulped straight up to my neck,
Then nothing was left, not even a speck!
Well that was last Thursday and I'm still in here,
And the moral of this is now ever so clear.
Clean out your bag everyday with resolve,
Or the sandwich that lurks there will start to evolve!
©2003 Gareth Lancaster
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