Heres a classic for ya, To the automatic flushing toilets You flush to greet me as I enter the stall And as I sit to do my business and all, You flush. Not once, not twice, But thrice The dirty water moistens my back side. And you were made to be a sanitary device. And as I wipe I use Not twice, or thrice But four times more Toilet paper than I would have before Your inception, You wasteful invention. And as I stand to pull up my pants I don’t hear the sound, So turn to glance. And did you flush? No. You didn’t. I thought as much. So I flush you myself With the button provided I leave the stall Still feeling damp and lopsided. And as the stall door closes I hear some gushing noises. You flushed again With nobody near These automatic toilets Are out to get us, I fear.
Posted on: Fri, 07 Mar 2014 16:36:05 +0000
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