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Toilet Bowl

Poetry By: bobthebuilder
Humor



Ode to Mr, Crapper's fine invention, the unsung hero of our lives. Badly sung by yours truly.


Submitted:Nov 29, 2011    Reads: 2,247    Comments: 45    Likes: 25   


Oh toilet bowl, Oh toilet bowl,
How lovely are your flushes.
Oh toilet bowl, Oh toilet bowl,
We clean you with our brushes.

We sit and think, on your cold seat,
Cause if we stood, we'd wet our feet.
No matter what comes from our rear,
You always make it disappear.

Oh toilet bowl, Oh toilet bowl,
How lovely are your flushes.
Oh toilet bowl, Oh toilet bowl,
We clean you with our brushes.

The truth be told, we love you Jon!
Cause when we flush, you make it gone.
Hard or soft, yellow or brown,
Down it goes with a gurgling sound.

Oh toilet bowl, Oh toilet bowl,
How lovely are your flushes.
Oh toilet bowl, Oh toilet bowl,
We clean you with our brushes.

But somethings wrong, now I declare,
It spins around, but it's still there.
I better get my credit card,
Or I'll be going in the yard.

Oh toilet bowl, Oh toilet bowl,
How lovely are your flushes.
Oh toilet bowl, Oh toilet bowl,
We clean you with our brushes.

The plumbers here, now I can breath,
You will be working when he leaves.
What he did, I do not care,
I gladly pay for the repair.

Oh toilet bowl, Oh toilet bowl,
How lovely are your flushes.
Oh toilet bowl, Oh toilet bowl,
We clean you with our brushes.

Oh look at this, it's something new,
That little tab makes your water blue!
I truly love my Jon again.
He really is a mans best friend.

Oh toilet bowl, Oh toilet bowl,
How lovely are your flushes.
Oh toilet bowl, Oh toilet bowl,
We clean you with our brushes.





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