John stood worrying,
Debating what to do,
His thoughts were on his bottom,
And it's demands for a number two!
John looked at the factory clock,
His heart fell to the floor,
For the time was only half past nine,
John finished at half past four.
John made a courageous decision,
He had to have a number two,
He would have to face his worst nightmare,
And brave the factory loo!
John entered the dark and dirty hellhole,
Swatted some buzzing flies,
The stains and the stench made poor John gag,
He had to close his eyes.
Blind John pulled down his pants,
For a number two all set,
He sat down and screamed aloud,
The toilet seat was wet!
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