He Gave It a Flush
He sat on the seat
nor too plain nor too plush
And when he had finished
he gave it a flush
Down the well went ideas and thoughts
on the ruination society had wrought...
Then he flushed one more time to silence the rant
that he felt like unleashing for soiling his pants
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2021
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