(With apologies to Jack Prelutsky)
I am digging a hole in the bathroom
To affect my escape and be free
The changelings are all looking shifty-eyed
I fear they'll soon replace me with me
It's been going so far by the numbers
Just how OCS trained us to do
But what happens once we have breached these walls?
We'll come to that part in "stage two"
I am digging a hole in the bathroom.
And Blueblood is useless of course
I dig and I carve all by myself
While he bucks away at a whorse
I think tunnelling out'll be easy
The changelings leave us unsupervised
They try to tempt me with big, burly hunks
But I see right through all of their lies
So I'm digging a hole in the bathroom
I expect I shan't finish soon
The floor's made of reinforced concrete
And I've only a very small spoon