That December,
When you walked into my life...
Via my shower.
I gave a scream,
But then it seemed,
You were such a little harmless chipmunk...
In the shower.
You were so slim,
You couldn't swim,
And I had really taken a bath...
Instead of a shower.
I ceased to shout,
I climbed on out,
And left you alone...
In the shower.
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