A Poem: By J.R. Crossgrove
Ode to the Toilet Queue
Yes ma'am I see you standing there
All brave and unafraid to stare
I know there are questions you must have
As we queue up for the lav
Your skin has pigment and mine does too
Although a slightly different hue
We both wear ornas across our chests
To shield men’s eyes from those things called breasts.
We both have eyes and ears and nose
And friends and family and probably foes
We’re not that different from what I see
So need you watch me wait to pee?
1 Comments:
The lady in your lovely ode,
Watched you so close, as out it flowed.
The net effect was not much fun,
As out of you the pee did run.
But you are white, to her surprise,
And so to you I would advise,
Please dear Jodie, don't get in a flap,
At least she didn't watch you ****
By NK, at 8:55 AM
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