No beauty attached to our name
Many come, but it's not us they see
Only if they have to pee
No family portraits adorn our walls
We're just "that" room off the hall
But, Oh my gosh!! The things we see
When the folks have got to pee
There's nosey Gladys who ventures in
does her "thing" and then
Opens every cabinet door
and peeks into every drawer
Teenage Betty shows up next
just before her boyfriend Dex
Takes a wad of toilet paper
Inserts in places that really shape her
Little Billy always late
and boy he makes some big mistakes
Can't quite make it to the pot
Uses mom's best towels to clean the spot
Here comes Mom once again
quietly sneaking in
Locks the door, open windows
Lights her cig and out she blows
Spray some Lysol in the air
Convinced that no one is aware
Wash with soap and brush her teeth
Yuck! My towels sure do reek!



The walls are ROFL at this one.
This is absolutely great and I am laughing so hard my side is hurting. Your sense of humor is fantastic and your wit is so quick. I loved the rhythm and rhyme as this flowed off the page effortlessly and the picture you put with this is soooooooo cute.
Thank you for sharing of yourself the way you do and never lose that sense of humor. I just checked your page so I could get a look at the newest grandaughter. She is adorable. It didn't take you long to get her on there. How many hours old was she when you posted that one? LOL

Sam



Well, then, think how you would like a house without a bathroom?
HECK! Your poem is darling and all around FUNNY! 





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