Said Daisy coyly “Pass the soap
forget your rubber ducky.
I’ll scrub your back if you’ll scrub mine.”
Said Edward, “You’ll be lucky!

Now move your feet, they’re in the way
my ducky wants to swim,
and I need lots of elbowroom
to launch my submarine.”

Incensed, the furio

us Daisy rose
and stepped out of the tub.
“What happened to the romance, Ed ~
now you prefer your sub?”

She donned a robe and dried her hair and screamed and cried and taunted,
but Ed, absorbed by duck and sub
ignored her rage undaunted.

So Daisy, drier in her hand
said “Ed, you're such a dope”
then dropped the drier in the bath.

“You should have passed the soap.”