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Topic: Touch (the sense of touch) (08/05/10)
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TITLE: Does This Make Sense? | Previous Challenge Entry
By Rikki Akeo
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ADD TO MY FAVORITES
Lest my bladder should explode,
I dart in the direction
Of the nearest girls' commode.
The line itself- atrocious
As often is the case,
While, across the hall,
No men at all-
Just vacant potty space.
When urgency suggests
Elimination time is near,
I slip away to solitude
Where urinals adhere.
My porcelain encounter
Through a mediating sheet-
Never touching down; my bum
Onto the filthy seat.
Let me tell you-
Aiming of this kind requires skill,
Boys that shot at cheerios,
Have nothing on a girl.
Naturally, thigh muscles
-Having hovered for so long-
Ache to be relieved throughout
The 'water falling' song.
A friendly word of warning
If no automatic flush-
My foot will plunge the doo hickie
And send the golden rush.
At the sink, my deed now done-
sensor soap and faucet.
I wash, I rinse-
Until convinced,
Then paper dry and toss it.
...content...I pull open the restroom door and exit...
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Then... there is that doorknob which many of us open with a sleeve or paper towel in our hands. Why defeat the purpose!
It is on topic in regards to touching or avoiding germs.
This was light-hearted, cute and oh, so real.