Life Of A Toilet

by JEFF   Feb 16, 2008


Things drop in from time to time,
Large loads and little loads.
Sometimes puke and sometimes slime,
Somethings make me want to hang a sign (CLOSED)!

One day a kid flushed a big old frog,
His Mom and Dad beat his behind.
The toad was stuck like a clog,
The Plumber was not so kind.

Some call me a toilet,
Some call me a commode.
Eating something spoiled you'll get,
Really sick on me, and you'll explode.

I sit in one place,
Not able to move down the road.
My ceramic base,
Has bared an awful big load.

No respect given,
When you clog up my pipe.
Some day's I'm stuffed up,
And smelling really ripe.

So please use me safely,
And keep me really clean.
Or next time your I see you,
I'll leave you with dirty jeans.

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  • 16 years ago

    by Lemon Square Bear23

    Ewww that was "stinking" hilarous!" and very gross but it was funny nice write keep it up!
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    Kate~