Which should be most embarrassing, do you think - that I wrote this drivel [a very long time ago] or that it is based on a true story?
I had a little pimple
right between me cheeks;
the rotten thing just grew and grew,
and grew and grew for weeks.
I went to see a doctor,
told him I was sore,
and when I bent over he had a look
and said he saw two more.
He prescribed for me a lotion
that he said would make them heal;
It cost me 63 dollars and 45 cents,
but no better did I feel.
So I thought that if I squeezed them
they might go away…
and that's the very reason
that I can't sit down today