To say why it didn’t go to plan
We’ll have to start where it began
And how we left it to Phil and Stan
The idea was awesome it was great
Those older girls would be irate
But we should have entrusted Bob or Nate
The laundryman was easily bribed
His weakness was that he imbibed
His task was easily circumscribed
The Rutledge twins supplied the gun
A massive piece that weighed a ton
They made it louder just for fun
We filled it with the stolen laundry
But then arose a major quandry
Our solution would come back to haunt me
You see women’s wear does not fly well
And we could not put it in a shell
But we reasoned clumps of mud the undies would propel
We should have trusted it to Ron and John
Or maybe even Don or Juan
But Phil and Stan if fell upon
Not the brightest in the bunch
Their brains were always out to lunch
But we were rushed and in a crunch
The job assigned we ran away
To find a place were we could stay
To watch the awe-inspiring display
A boom rang out
We heard a shout
And from their cabin the girls ran out
The first to yell was loud mouth Kate
The girl who filled us all with hate
As she favored no one with a date
The laundry rained down but something strange
Something we did not arrange
A horrifying new exchange
Just when it seemed to go so well
The girls running, yelling all pell mell
Kate, dreaded Kate, yelled out “What’s that smell???!!!”
And now we watched the travesty unfold
The girls screaming became uncontrolled
Our penance, we knew, would be too awful to behold
So if you’re going to break the rules
Don’t entrust your plan to fools
Who don’t have brains to use as tools
For even a little cub scout troupe
Or possibly a toddlers group
Would not confuse mud with poop
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