Toilet Humor: Food
Every morning my first chore
is to flush what I ate the night before.
But here’s a fact that worries me:
why is it always more in quantity
than all the food piled on my plate?
That’s when I begin to speculate
with a queasy feeling and dark mood –
Of all I ate how much was really food?
Copyright © Maurice Rigoler | Year Posted 2023
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