Gerbil in the Storm Drain

Stephen's got a storm drain clogged up tight. Minnesota winters freeze in the night.

He called up a buddy with a crazy plan. Said bring me a gerbil,

I'm an ashtray man. Oh gerbil, gerbil slipping and sliding.

Crawling through the dark where the cold ain't biting. Down the old hole where the

secrets hide. Gerbil, gerbil it's warm inside. Turtle head poking,

oh what a sight. But it's just a furry ball tail twitching in

fright. Stephen's got a knack for these strange little games. Feeding rodents to

inspect his drain. Master Splinter would be proud no doubt. Minnesota winters the