The Future is in your hand - hold it gently
Excellent poems by not so famous poets…
found on toilet doors and walls………….
Here I sit in stinky vapor,
Because some bastard stole the toilet paper,
Shall I lie, or shall I linger,
Or shall I be forced to use my finger.
Here I sit
Broken hearted
Tried to shit
But only farted
You’re lucky
You had your chance
I tried to fart,
And shit my pants!
I came here
To shit and stink,
But all I do
Is sit and think.
Some come here to sit and think,
Some come here to shit and stink,
But I come
here to scratch my balls ,
And read the bullshit on the walls…
Because some bastard stole the toilet paper,
Shall I lie, or shall I linger,
Or shall I be forced to use my finger.
Here I sit
Broken hearted
Tried to shit
But only farted
You’re lucky
You had your chance
I tried to fart,
And shit my pants!
I came here
To shit and stink,
But all I do
Is sit and think.
Some come here to sit and think,
Some come here to shit and stink,
But I come
here to scratch my balls ,
And read the bullshit on the walls…
