004 - Wee

I’m desperate for a wee

It’s so urgent I could swear

But I’m currently very comfy

Sitting in this armchair

I don’t know what to do

About this urge of mine

It’s lucky I don’t need a poo

The smell wouldn’t be divine

If I get up for a slash

The chair warmth will disappear

And also one of the cats

Will take my place as soon as it’s clear

So I guess I’ll pee whilst I’m still sat down

Onto cushions I’ll secrete

It’ll soak into my dressing gown

But at least I won’t lose my seat

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