The Poet-Boffins' Bode

Boffins’ Bode

In summer’s heat, when roasting,

I’d lounge around a pool,

bikinied women toasting

with Mai tais to be cool.

I’d sip cold alcoholic drinks

‘til, boffins said, “You fool,

your precious body moisture shrinks

you’re best off in the pool.”

So then I basked in anything

with water that is cool,

but boffins say that people spread

pestilence, pee and pooh.

Now, I laze beside a pool

and drink a cool Mai tai.

Still watch bikinied women too...

a better way to die.

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