MISPLACED BIRTH

You could be born elsewhere, buddy.

In a hurry

I dashed into the loo

Oh what a bliss

To just piss

With abandon

The orgasm lasted

My eyelashes parted

Then I saw

A strand of hair

Flag-like

Waving in the air

In the pubic area

Too long to belong there

Clearly a visitor

I gently dragged him out

Expecting a tingle

But none came

His size and age suggested

He’s from the cranium area

Head and pubic

Always connect

I held him close

Bye, said I

You’ve served me well

Maybe for many years

Probably you wanted

To be somewhere else

So here’s wishing you

That in your next birth

You’ll be born

In more interesting parts

Well protected and

With lots of action

Off you go now

With that I blew him away

To find his place in

The abyss of the

Washroom.