Oh Jimmy, what a stinky butthole
A portal opened in a toilet bowl,
The medieval ape appeared, crazy and bold,
With a mystery box, a treasure to behold.
Curtis, with awe and wonder,
Gazed upon the box's thunder,
With images of history and lore,
The past unfolded, evermore
The medieval ape, wise and old,
Presented Curtis with a key, made of gold,
A key that opened the past,
The present, and the future, at last.
With the key in hand, they played beer pong,
Each toss a journey, each shot a song,
But Jimmy the monkey, a curious chap,
Swallowed the key, oh crap.
The apes knew what they had to do,
They must go down the sewer, it was true,
To retrieve the key, glowing bright,
From Jimmy's butthole, now out of sight.
Through tunnels dark, and smelly too,
The apes trudged on, without a clue,
Until they found Jimmy, sitting here,
With the key stuck, yep, right there.
It took some effort, some grunt and strain,
But finally, the key was free again,
The apes, they cheered and hooted,
Their mission was done, their goal was rooted.
The mystery box, now unlocked,
Past, present, and future, all interlocked,
Thanks to the key, found in a butt,
The apes had achieved what they sought.
