Lines Thought At My In-Laws Commode

Lines Thought At My In-Laws’ Commode -------------------------------------------------- Oh! This, their only-bathroom, is in the kitchen. And this door, an iron door! Allows even the smallest sounds slip—hiss fiss siss Hahaha…! And it has a wide, an-inch’s-gap below. 'Their new, darling son-in-law, They count my talks and measure my steps.' Ah! My heart is beating badly And my mind’s nerves mayn’t burst. And if I am left unconscious here, inside…! Thanks to her aged father and his old radio And the re-mix songs played so piercing…