The nearer window flutters
I am given my choice of dinner
There is time
My lawn is thirsty
I call the Weather Bureau
They refer me to the Department of the Interior
I call myself
Then go outside and urinate on the lawn
It thanks me
But I am arrested and fined
I do it again
Better Homes & Gardens awards my lawn a prize
The Chamber of Commerce is embarrassed
I go to the city limits and piss on their sign
The F.B.I. investigates
I piss on them
My bladder is declared a public enemy
Pictures of my urinary system circulate on wanted posters
I strike everywhere
Stores run dry of raincoats
I am running dry