The first to succumb was one Amos McWhickell
His urge was intense but he hadn't a nickel
He tried to crawl under, got caught -- what a pickle!
And nobody knew he was there.
The next at room temperature: J. Fisbee Draper
Who'd had too much pizza, then couldn't find paper
And tried to make do with a plasterer's scraper
And nobody knew he was there.
The last of the three was Elizabeth Bender
She'd only ducked in to repair her suspender
But it snapped and got caught in her feminine gender
And nobody knew she was there.