Jective brothers Ob and Sub,
Scrub each other in the tub.
Says elder Ob observantly,
“You’ll be no more just presently”.
“I’m telling Ad!” Sub madly cries.
Then clobbers Ob between the eyes.
“That didn’t hurt.” Ob confesses,
When in walks Ad hot off the presses.
“Ob, you’re cold, unkind and callous.
Sub, you’ve much unbridled malice.”
Ob then nods in recognition,
But Sub unloads sans inhibition.
Ob briefly blinks but shows no pain,
Then sends Sub swirling down the drain.
Copyright Phil Stilwell 2008