When the iron maiden
Weary with surprise
Had checked where the drain was made in
So she could surmise
From the number, serialized
Which had once held her so mesmerized
That she’d had the previous one canonized
And then became so traumatized
When the cardinals, by her blasphemy, were cauterized
They said: umm mm, her deed will never be realized
At least not by this ignorant rural woman
Whose husband must be a moo man
She wants to make sure her new WC
Is as authentic as can be
Not made in Taiwan or in China
But by the loo maker to the queen, that bloody Doug B. Gawdamned Mcshinner
And then what will be the future of this toilet business
If Taiwan and China are forced out by such meanness?
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