Precipitous Peeing Predicament…

Was high up and had to pee,

Could only hang it out partially,

So there I did go, yes pee,

But only partly.

Had to with a beaver parry,

Then the same with a parrot,

By the name of Harry,

All the time, with my pee-pee,

Hanging out in the wind,

Close to freezing,

As already did my pee.

My coat, a parka,

Quite warm it was,

Gave me only warmth,

As my privates,

Had frozen beyond form.

This poetry comes,

Not from the actual incident,

As it did not occur in reality,

But from the brain of this poet on drugs,

Even though drugs did not bring forth,

This little ditty,

Only this poet’s weird sense of humor,

Brought forth this mix of comedy,

And oh yes of course, pee…

                                                (ed)