This is a little poem inspired by the chatty person I once saw in a public bathroom. It's happened more than once, so I decided to make a bit of a joke of it. You guys will appreciate this.
The urge it comes , you need to pee
To the bathroom you go with expediency
too proud to sit, we need to stand
So we prepare ourselves, junk in hand
There is a rule most men share
That when it's out of our underwear
For the entire time, yes the duration
We do not engage in conversation
Eyes straight ahead, no looking, don't gawk
When you are peeing, no time to talk
If we get distracted before the vein is drained
We might miss and our pants will get stained
But more importantly our pride is out
And I'll tell you without a doubt
That when it's exposed the LAST thing we seek
Is an opportunity to hear you speak
So remember when it's time to shake the snake
Respect your urinal neighbour, for goodness sake
It's not rude, mean or stuck up
Just please let me piss, and shut the fuck up!
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