Chad was not glad
to be interrupted by a knocking sound.
In fact, if truth be told, he was raving mad
to find himself leaving the shower with shampoo suds abound
flowing, dripping into his eyes while he was scantily clad,
with hands reaching for his robe covered with plaid,
with hands reaching for his robe covered with plaid,
and his feet searching for slippers on the ground.
Whoever was pounding on the door would soon be uncrowned!
It would just be too bad
if it turned out to be his friend Brad.
Nevertheless, an interruption in his beauty routine,
unsightly as it may seem,
most definitely warranted a justifiable scream!
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