Oh hey do you see, by ceiling’s dim light
What so proudly once held all our dirties by the door
Who’s wicker sides and tight lid kept all our stuff out of sight
Oh how pretty t’was once painted blue to match decor
All the socks and underwear, the shirts and shorts hid in there
Gave proof, day by day, that the sides were not made of air
Oh say does that Star Shredded Hamper still stand
In the door of our room, the Comfy Bed Land
Under the condition of anonymity, from a secure location, the suspect speaks.
Yeah, I did it. I'm proud I did it, and given the opportunity, I'd do it again!
In fact.. when I leave here, I'm gonna do it just for good measure!