The Drowning of Aaron Corpis

Help me, sir! I need your service, because I'm drowning in this river.
Save me, sir! I see you're clean and dry, your pants are pressed,
You see my face and you think less of me.
I'm sorry, son, but I can't help you;
I'm too busy going to lunch

Help me, mam! I need your inner-tube, so I can stay above the waterline.
Save me, mam! I see you putting on your sun-tan lotion,
and laying out to get yourself a tan, please lend me a hand.
I'm sorry, dude, I can't help you. I have this date tonight.

Help me, friend! I used to send you cards and wish you well, but somehow it was all shot to hell.
Save me, friend! Remember long ago, we'd made a vow to help each other; that time is now.
Please don't go!
I'm sorry, sir, but I don't know you;
I teach a class at two.

Someone help! For I am getting tired of fighting with this river.
Help me please! But if it's too much trouble then call me back,
When you get a chance free up your pressing schedules.
I'm sorry that I can't stay here.
But now I'm drifting below.

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