by PW (with apologies to the late Dr Seuss)

 Run # 802  September 17,2001

It was a clear and calm September sunset
The hash made it's way to the Sakonnet
The hash would be in the Tiverton woods

Follow the flour if you would WIPOS
On such a night the run wasn't long
What on earth could go wrong?
WIPOS

Through the woods, avoiding skunk
To the beer check to get drunk
High above, the hash could see,
the 200 foot tower, where their cars would be.

Down the trail as the sun grew dim

"WIPOS, follow the trail in
Look for flour, there's quite a lot"
went the instructions to the snot

A question rang out from the trees
"WIPOS do you have a flashlight to see?"
"I do" said the WIPOS
so off they went, to the circle they gathered to enjoy a brew

"One of us is missing" said the virgin
" The one in camoflauge, slow of foot
dressed every week like an inuit"

" Nitwit" we corrected knowing at once

 that WIPOS was absent from the bunch
Do we look? "Oh no", the Enema man stated
"This beer will get cold, we'll look for him later"

 The beer drunk, the teams set out
Into the woods, with lights and shouts
" WIPOS you wanker, where are you " they hollered
"We'll never get food at this late hour"

The search went on till 11:00, how did we finally find this cock?
He hoofed it to Mass to find a cab, so plentiful at that place called the
Quickie Mart

Or was he abducted by a flying saucer? Lost time and secret implants
Even money is on a quiet trip to the pen
To meet with his sheep lover " Don't worry , we're just friends"