It was Saturday, cold and miserable
From my living room window
Off to the Doctor, I needed to go,
I was reassured, o’er and o’er,
OBS IS the cure!
It flashed through my mind.
“You will NOT survive”,
You need to act, to stay
It was not long after tasting
The nectar, pure
That I needed to hit the couch,
With a vengeance,
Was it the muti? Coz I’m sure it went
With a familiar sound I awake
Startled for a second, like the aftershock
Of an earthquake
I heard him scream, I heard him rumble
I realized it was Hugh Blades’ whiskey-infused mumble!
Then I saw the sudden movement
I tried to focus…it seems it was the Bulls
Doing the Lion’s Hocus Pocus
And then it dawned upon me!
The Sight! Nauseating! I went numb!
What was staring at me???
It was Dewalt Potgieters’ bum!Tweet