The Public Enemy

I hurried off to take a poo.
Looking for the nearest loo.

The cramp grew strong and increased in pain.
I contemplated using a stormwater drain.

Then I saw a concrete dwelling…
It was a public toilet and could stop my swelling.

I pushed the button and rushed on in…
My pootience was getting pretty thin.

I protected the seat with toilet paper.
And then I began my pooey caper.

With a thunderous splash and a bloody splatter…
The bowl was metal but I made it shatter.

Pure Pooetry

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