Crying Over Spilt Cucumbers
That bumbling lumberjack!
Encumbered by a napsack o cucumbers on his back
mumbling to himself, he stumbled
damn! Just as his tummy rumbled
that’s just how the cookie crumbled
he tumbled round and round, down down down
hundreds o cucumbers hit the ground!
Outta town thieves showed up all around
sad clowns’ frowns turned upside down
those greedy deadbeats, low life scum
stole off with his cumbers - every one!
-RebelRabble’s Verbal Flow
