Why Am I Am Stuck On This Stupid Loo...
Reading You?
I only came for a shit!,
Now what do I do?
I've been sat here for hours,
Reading the newspaper that
constipated me with it's lies,
And now, I am stuck on you,
Unable to move my arse,
Glued to your miserable gossip,
As if it was some cool hip-hop,
Trending through your fashion,
As if it was my latest mission,
Even if it was,
I can't go anywhere;
You superglued my arse to the seat!
You also attached my eyes to your
words on the page,
Like I never had anything better to do today;
Please tell me why Am I stuck,
On this stupid Loo,
With you?
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Carol Ann Townend
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Comments (1)
I so loved this! I can find myself transfixed for hours on something that simultaneously intrigues and repulses me. The loo is one place I don't get stuck, though...I'm all about taking care of business and getting out of Dodge with a quickness.