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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Comedy · #2137909
Confessions of a toilet seat.

I am the Big Mouth toilet seat;
I always get enough to eat
as family and drop-by friends
provide the means with their own ends.

Upon commode I can be found;
I often sigh when I am down.
So put me up! I want to say
to those who sit then walk away.

Although I sometimes feel abused,
I gird my loins when I am used
so I can give the best support;
another round of fine export.

I came from Lowe’s in aisle two,
and now I live inside the loo.
Plumbers affixed me to the top;
seems like the going is nonstop.

I’m made of wood so I am strong;
it is my goal to get along
with every one who uses me;
I want to be all I can be.

I feel the warmth from each behind;
for gluteus I am assigned.
On me there is a need to sit;
I often utter, “This is it!”


24 Lines
Daily Poem Contest
10-16-17
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