The John

I frequented the Water Closet [WC].

The Loo made me giddy.

Squatting in the Out House
I got splinters in my butt.

Never went into the Little Boy’s Room,
although it would have been a giggle to do so.

Toilets are a necessity in a civilized life.

Never occurred to me, though,
that the Porcelain Throne would become my God.

Growing old is a bitch.

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