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John 3: 16

For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.

I’m so fed up of being a sink,
Woman was up to make things clean,
Then pull out the plug,
And I get the stink.

There’s all sorts of things go down my throat,
They’ve got no respect for me at all,
Now and again I get some bleach,
Then washing up liquid they’re having a ball.

The trouble is I can’t escape,
I’m stuck here and I’ve got no mate,
It’s quite a lonely job to have,
Glad nothing comes down from the lav.

Then one day my throat got sore,
I felt I couldn’t swallow any more,
When they put the stopper in,
It made me push the water back.

I felt quite ill then all at once,
A needle came right down my track,
I don’t know what they’re trying to do,
I think I’m getting sink flu.

Coughing wheezing from disease,
Wont be long before I sneeze,
Wait a minute me throat’s been cleared,
I feel all fresh it seems all weird.

At last I’m feeling,
Well again,
The smell was getting,
To my brain.