The Commode Ode
This Ode to the Commode should be read to the tune of the song, American Pie.
A long, long time ago...
I can still remember,
How my commode used to make me smile...
And I knew if I had my chance,
That I could make those floaters dance.
And maybe they’d be happy for awhile...
But February made me shiver,
With every boomer that I’d deliver.
Bad news in the bowl.
It was now just a hole.
I can’t remember if I cried.
I do know that I deeply sighed.
But something touched me deep inside,
The day my commode died...
So bye... bye...