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Author: The X-Filer
Something I whipped up for fun
Dedicated to BudgieFreak of being my first reviewer
hope you like it
THE GREAT EL STINKO
Mulder and Scully
Were a bit of a worry
When the coffee machine ran out
They didn't get their high
So they started to die
And stink the whole place out
It took a couple of days
Till skinner did say
"Boy what's that awful smell
What the heck
I better go check
To make sure everything well"
He went to first floor
Ran into the door
From the smell that wafted his way
"Good God it is strong
I can't stand this pong
But I guess I'll just have to stay"
With a peg on his nose
And a big fire hose
He Headed on down the stairs
To the basement he went
On his knee fully bent
For his lungs were gasping for air
The door swung around
The smell knocked him down
For sitting in the middle of the room
The 2 agents on rugs
Reaching out for their mugs
And a letter that said all was doomed
"Oh what a mess
I must confess
How will I ever get them out?
To yucky to touch
I can't clean up this muck"
'Lone gunmen' he wanted to shout
'Poof!' they arrived
A green bag by their side
And a packet of yellowish goo
An Alien jumped out
He gave a big shout
Said "I'll fix them, I know what to do"
He took all the goo
Made it into a stew
And threw over Scully and Mulder
The air did clear
The stink disappeared
And the room was a little bit colder
Mulder and Scully
Woke up in a hurry
Still wanting their coffee high
They look about
Everyone gave a shout
Relieved they all gave a sigh
Cups of coffee were passed
They drank them up fast
They guzzled and guzzled about
The moral of this story
Is to reach your full glory
Don't let your coffee run out
The End
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