From WikiDotMako

The following poem is from Dr. Seuss' Did I Ever Tell You How Lucky You Are?:

<poem style="margin-left: 2em"> And poor Mr. Bix! Every morning at six, poor Mr. Bix has his Borfin to fix!

It doesn't seem fair. It just doesn't seem right, but his Borfin just seems to go shlump every night. It shlumps in a heap, sadly needing repair. Bix figures it's due to the local night air.

It takes him all day to un-shlump it. And then... the night air comes back and it shlumps once again! </poem>