Who Left the Toilet Seat Up

Who left the toilet seat up? The clan began to screech.
It couldn’t have been Baby James, he can barely reach.
Was it that oaf Jim or Uncle Bob the one who sneezes?
I have no idea, someone said, but he does do what he pleases.

Well, Grandma has fallen in and she’s madder than a hen.
We have to call the fire department, and someone has to let them in.
Can’t we pull her out? Asked Uncle seat-leaver-upper with small brain.
Doubtful as part of her is stuck way down somewhere in the drain.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Wolf Avatar
September 8, 2021 at 7:51 PM
I hope that I can find out the what happens at the end of this thriller, Caren. ~ Open Manhole
Krutsinger Avatar
September 9, 2021 at 8:46 AM
I have to claim I was not in my right mind when I wrote this one obviously.
Hawkins Avatar
September 8, 2021 at 2:47 AM
OOOCH!!!
Krutsinger Avatar
September 8, 2021 at 7:45 PM
I know that was horrible! Hahahaha
Hankins Avatar
September 7, 2021 at 7:37 PM
LOL. Oh my, this is absolutely hilarious. Once I left the seat up...and, you guessed it, in the middle of the night I fell in!!! Not funny at all.
Krutsinger Avatar
September 8, 2021 at 7:45 PM
I am glad it was you and not Deb.
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