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A Limerick Composed In My Head While In the Head

I wear an ID badge for my group.
It dangles down from my belt loop.
I have anonymity
When I stand up to pee
But it gives me away when I poop.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Mehta Avatar
May 24, 2011 at 4:40 AM
Congratulations on your poem being featured this week, Jason
Brown Avatar
May 23, 2011 at 5:25 AM
Congratulations Jason on your well deserved poetry being featured this week. Love, Carol
Dietrich Avatar
May 12, 2011 at 7:58 PM
Silly and funny, JAson! Here is a little ditty I saw on an outhouse door years ago when I was a child: I came here to sit and think, but all I did was %#$@ and stink. heehee. I never forgot that silly thing. I bet you will be remembering your own little bathroom poem here years from today!
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