I have a coffee stain on my shirt.
I pretended that it was dirt.
I tried to clean it,
But the stain would not go away.
I was in dismay.
So I sang this song:
Stain, stain,
Go away!
Don’t come back
Another day.
I’m late for work,
And I need the pay.
So goodbye stain.
I’ll see you in May.