Then Your Toilet Gets Flushed
You'll never know if you'll get hit by a bus
Could happen on your happiest day, you end up as mush
There are no guarantees
You'll see next February
Just when things are rosiest, your toilet gets flushed
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2018
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