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Ron was running late
There once was a man named Ron
A man you could always count on
To his job, never arrived late
Each day up at a quarter to eight
Would sit until eight in the john
One evening Ron wasn't feeling great
Figured it was something he ate
Just didn't feel right
Didn't sleep well that night
When he woke, it was ten after eight!
Ron, he was throwing a fit
On the toilet, he needed to sit
He said 'Can't be sitting here
At my job must appear
I have no time for this shit!'
