That meal massively gassed old grandpa up, then he let go an almighty breeze,
The universe split violently, into many,
I thought I was dead, and would not wake up in any,
I had to let the dog out, because in every universe my dog pees.19
Before the quaint, horse drawn wagon, climbed the old mill road hill,
It was loaded with dry, ancient saw dust, from the old mill,
For apartments, the mill property had been acquired,
All the employees, young and old, were instantly fired,
The last asset, saw dust, was bought by a farm, growing dill.