TOOTHBRUSH DRAMA RAP

Well I woke up in the morning and I got up out of bed
Then I tripped over a slipper and I landed on my head.
I heard laughing from behind me, yes my brother was amused
As I staggered to the bathroom somewhat dazed and quite confused.
I put spot cream on my toothbrush and I gargled with shampoo
Then feeling kind of sickly I just lurched toward the loo.
Oh things got really hazy 'til the mist cleared from my eyes
Yet my foot was down the toilet and it came as a surprise
So I leaned to grab the cabinet, I pulled it from the wall,
My leg popped out, I hopped a bit then had another fall.
Now my father's hair restorer, it was puddling on the mat
And my mother's two false eyelashes had frightened off the cat.
I felt the worst was over but it hadn't yet begun,
So I shouted for my father; he replied "I'm coming son,"
But as he saw the damage, well he ceased to be polite,
His loss of hair restorer must have given him a fright,
As he ranted and he raved, oh I quickly put on clothes
Then looking in the mirror saw my toothbrush up my nose,
I pulled for several minutes then I gave a final tug,
But it seemed happy stuck up there and quite refused to budge.
Well the doctors at the hospital had very friendly smiles,
They sat me down upon a chair, I waited for a while,
Then several giggling nurses came, they said "Let's have a peek"
But when they saw my toothbrush not a single one could speak.
Eventually the sister came, at least she had control,
She grasped the bristles firmly then announced "Well bless my soul",
It wouldn't move, she walked off, then returned with monkey wrench,
She gripped the toothbrush with it in a vice like kind of clench
And with one heave it popped out and I felt such glad relief,
Now I only use my toothbrush for one purpose - cleaning teeth!

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