Sally bought a toothbrush holder made from gleaming brass Solid, smooth and golden, it was really class But was loathe to spend long dreary hours Buffing and shining it, after hefty scours
So she rejoiced to learn that the brass could be sprayed With a film of plastic; she was amazed And rushed off down to the nearest hardware store To purchase this plastic that would eliminate the chore
She searched high and low on every shelf But thought I’ll never find it by myself So queried a young assistant wandering around As to where this can of plastic could be found
She asked, 'Do you sell the stuff you spray on brass? ' He blushed, 'No we don’t”, and spun away fast She thought his reaction rather strange But just kept looking through the wide product range
Until eventually triumphant the elusive can she spotted And deciding she’d tell that young assistant to get knotted Strode up to him with the can in her hand Saying, 'You told me you don’t sell this, an explanation I demand'
He mumbled rather sheepishly, 'I thought you said something else I thought you were looking for another product on the shelf.' 'And what could that be if it weren't stuff to spray on brass? ' He replied, 'I thought you were looking for some spray on bras.'