Toilet Problems

~ Toilet Problems ~

 

So I stood,

Changing,

Minding myself,

Happily,

Until, behind me gurgled,

Another lively,

Item.

 

It sounded like it,

Wanted to blow,

Its own nose,

As I was,

Carefully minding,

My own business-

I hadn’t e’en,

Sat upon it!

 

It got into my,

Face and,

Made that sad-

Noise-

The water went down-

Again!

 

I tried to hurry,

As outside my stall,

I heard people begin,

Muttering.

 

A kind woman,

Knocked and asked,

After my well-being,

And I squeaked out,

“No worries!”

 

But,

To defy my words,

The toilet blew,

Again,

I moaned.

 

“Are you sure you’re alright?”

 

My face burned.

 

“Fine,” I moaned,

“perfectly fine.”

 

I walked out at last,

With my head held high,

As the toilet-

Burped out,

One last,

Good-bye.

 

I didn’t say good-bye,

And I ignored the crowd,

Truly dismayed.