Loafer
The Fly
I wrote a poem about the place where everyone comes up with their best ideas! Its just a funny little thing, but I know you can all relate! And if not...well, im a freak.
Ah, the toilet?
Quite a useful instrument, as we all know
Hailed by all for its blessed suction hole.
And yet, the toilet has uses unsung, untold
For odd things happen sitting there alone
In a state of relaxation, thoughts are pure and deep
And more often than not, the mind will make a leap
Enlightenment strikes true and fast on the toilet seat.
Yet with no pen in hand, these gifts will turn and flee.
But now, with laptop resting warm upon my knee,
Never again will the toilet bear useless epiphany!
For I would say this computer?s mobility,
is the epoch of technology.
Finally, here, sitting on my muse,
I have a bright, shiny computer to use.
My fingers type as quick as thought, its true
Man meets Machine meets the Loo!
It is a highly productive combination,
that leads to amazing feats of creation.
When Mr. Griffith gave birth to a nation,
white ceramic seats must have been his inspiration.
Ah, the toilet?
Quite a useful instrument, as we all know
Hailed by all for its blessed suction hole.
And yet, the toilet has uses unsung, untold
For odd things happen sitting there alone
In a state of relaxation, thoughts are pure and deep
And more often than not, the mind will make a leap
Enlightenment strikes true and fast on the toilet seat.
Yet with no pen in hand, these gifts will turn and flee.
But now, with laptop resting warm upon my knee,
Never again will the toilet bear useless epiphany!
For I would say this computer?s mobility,
is the epoch of technology.
Finally, here, sitting on my muse,
I have a bright, shiny computer to use.
My fingers type as quick as thought, its true
Man meets Machine meets the Loo!
It is a highly productive combination,
that leads to amazing feats of creation.
When Mr. Griffith gave birth to a nation,
white ceramic seats must have been his inspiration.