Oh, What a Joy!

 

When your bladder is bursting

and you’re dying to go

but try as you might

you can’t start the flow

oh what a wonderful joy it is

when a tube up your dick

allows you to piss

 

When your belly has blown

to the shape of a ball

and Movelat powders

are no help at all

oh what a joyous sound to hear

 the gaseous blast

as a fart lets fall

 

But when starlings flock

in the lavatory bowl

and poo, and pee,

and wind flows free,

that dear friends,

none can contest,

THAT  is the greatest joy of all.

 

So when next I wander lonely as a cloud

and see daffodils dancing in the breeze

then will I go down on bended knee

and thank you good Lord, for yellow pee.

For what a wonderful thing it is,

is a sparkling flow of golden piss.