Oil Spill Disaster Poem by Ima Ryma

Hubby insisted that he could
Change himself the oil in the car.
I knew this would not turn out good.
Under the engine he rolled thar,
And yelled to me he found the plug,
Unscrewing it so to let out
The old oil and I heard 'glug glug, '
The sound of draining oil no doubt.
But from under the car then I
Could hear from there no further sound.
I called but there was no reply.
That was becuz Hubby had drowned.

Do it himself was Hubby's foil,
Open mouth under draining oil.