I am your toilet paper tube,
I have a job that's rare-
For while you do your own
On the porcelain throne,
I hold your paper there!
And as your toilet paper tube,
I wait in your stale air;
After toiling so hard,
You then pull out a yard
To wipe your derrière!
Yes, I'm your toilet paper tube,
And, oh, the times we share!
I'll not mention the scenes
While you read magazines-
The agonies I bear!
Yes, I, your toilet paper tube,
Feel I must say my share;
Paper towels luck out
They sit up by the spout-
I say it's just not fair!
Author notes
Just trying to be creative.
Written September 3rd, 2005
In a list
A contest entry
- Wood if you Could by Samplette.
400 points, ended September 13, 2005, 10 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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This is hilarious!! I would have never thought to have penned something about a toilet paper tube. Which in and of themselves provide many uses in crafts and such.
Great job here. 
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Very Clever
And oh the places the mind will travel. This title BEGGED to be read and certainly did not disappoint. Excellent. You had me chuckeling all the way through. Well done. ~Pam
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lol...your words painted an awfully clear picture...thanks for your creativity...
Thank you for entering the contest.
Sam
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Damn, you're so creative
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LOLOLO this is too funny! I loved this peice... a wicked sense of humor! Best wishes and good luck in the contest! Blessings ~Frog~
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hahaha. This poem is awesome. Thanks for the laugh! Great Job!
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Stupendous
Your a riot. How can you come up with these things. LOL
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