215 - Wee Part Four

The paint over there is peeling

There's a strange lump in the ceiling

All these things I see

Every time I go to pee

 

Guy next to me starts to waffle

About how the urinal cakes taste awful

But the rules here in the bog

Mean you should avoid all dialogue

 

It's the same thing every day

I am pissing my life away

The hand dryer's really loud

I'm not terribly well endowed

 

There's an odd smell in the air

I sometimes wish I had a chair

Standing here's so dull

And the toilets are all full

 

The wall tiles are all brown

I look everywhere but down

I don't wish to make you freaky

But my willy's name is "Leaky"

 

Eventually I have finished

My body mass diminished

But this wasn't the only shower

I'll be back within an hour

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