Pry Me From The Loo by Áine


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The Song Challenge: This Challenge! idea comes from our one and only MMario -- which kinda makes me wonder if he's ever actually been in - Port-a-Potty Peril -- Huntingdon Valley, Pennsylvania, June 15 - Police rescued a man who found himself stuck in the depths of a portable toilet at a recreational field Wednesday afternoon, after he lowered himself inside and couldn't get out. The man, not identified by police, told officers he was trying to retrieve his keys. He was trapped there for at least 45 awful minutes, he told police. Children playing basketball heard the man calling for help and told their mother. She called township police. Officers arrived about 2:45 p.m. and found the unfortunate man, still shouting and in the toilet's lower chamber up to his hips. He was naked from the waist down, having taken off his shoes and pants for his unpleasant task. It took emergency response workers until 3:28 p.m. to extract him, police said, adding that they had to destroy a significant part of the facility in the process. Police could not estimate the cost of the damage. One he was free, the man was taken to hospital for treatment of cuts and bruises - and to have the wedged-tight toilet seat removed from around his torso.

Pry Me From The Loo by Áine
(Tune: Fly Me To The Moon)

Pry me from the loo
Don't let me dangle any more
My hair is green, my eyes are brown
I'll drown if I slip lower
In other words, grab my feet
In other words, twist and yank me!

Save me from this poo
It doesn't smell so great down here
Though I cannot see their faces
I can hear the firemen leer
In other words, I'm a git
In other words, stop laughing at me!

Pull me from this pissoir
I finally found my keys
But I've lost my bloody wedding ring
Don't let my wife know, please
In other words, she'd be pissed
In other words, she'd divorce me!

Oust me from this oubliette
And remove me from this park
Those brats were pitching rocks at me
And thought it quite a lark
In other words, I was assaulted
In other words, don't arrest me!

Rip me from this ring of wood
That's stuck around my middle
I could have saved myself this grief
If I hadn't had to piddle
In other words, don't call the papers
In other words, please just shoot me!