A couple weeks ago I started a mad search
To find the perfect antique chaise lounge
And lo and behold, in just a short time,
My perfect chaise was found
But it was way out of my price range
And so what did I do?
I said,
I'll take that ugly thing off your hands
For less than half your asking price
And they said sure why not
That would be quite nice
But I got the thing home
And was surprised to discover
It stinks to high heaven
So of course I consult my mother
And she says to buy some bags
Of somethin called activated charcoal
And to place them on the chaise,
No more stink being the goal
And so now I patiently await
To uncover my dream chair
Oh my tufted blue velvet,
Please don't stank up the air
there it is, it all its stanky glory.
