(an increasingly recurring theme)

When I find myself in toilet trouble

Prostate problems bother me;

Whistling while I’m dribbling

Let Me Pee.

My bladder’s full to bursting but I pass a tiny quantity

Whistling…

Which feels like molten lava in such sensitive anatomy

Whistling…

Let Me Pee, Let Me Pee

This is bloody agony

Whistling while I’m dribbling

Let Me Pee.

And my hours of darkness I’ll spend mostly in the lavatory

Whistling…

I’ve time to solve the greatest problems known to trigonometry

Whistling…

I’ve read Macbeth and Hamlet memorising his soliloquy

Whistling…

Let Me Pee, Let Me Pee

This is bloody agony

Whistling while I’m dribbling

Let Me Pee.