The jug bug

I put him in my fridge

Maybe leaked just a smidge

I took it out

It started to shout so I decapitated it

And then yelled shit

As it started to pour out

Now I started to pout

My water is gone

My bug named John

He was better than a jug

And I was saving him for a mid night chug

Now he is dead

And there is no more liquid for my bread

I should probably take a shower

It’ll take me around an hour

Better go catch another one.

— plastic bag