It was bad enough,

When my butt would not let me pass,

My toilet, several times a day I had to sit,

Now every half hour, sometimes more, mostly less,

I get to worship further before the porcelain god…

Surely I drink too much of whatever,

Milk goes right through me,

Cold green tea is extremely delicious,

Not too mention the occasional soda,

And now I find, as long as its cold,

I am developing an affinity for water…

I seem to eat very little,

My tummy full of liquid delights,

So to a degree I realize its my fault,

But how long will it be that the male organ in mention,

Will of my toilet, for use of a better word, exalt…

© ed ;-) 7/18/09