Just for fun, I wrote a silly poem. All world travelers have experienced some confusion about them.
Ode de Toilette
Ou est vous, toilette?
Ou est vous?
I thought this would be simple,
but now what is there to do?
Your many names confuse,
for one simple traveler to use.
The loo, the Water Closet or WC,
the hole in the floor, you see?
My pants are…well I'm vulnerable,
the plastic on the the toilet seat looks reusable.
I'm desperate for some paper,
this rhyming is beginning to taper.
The toilet bowl has no water,
Is that why there was water in a potter?
Do I pull that chain or pump this pedal?
Oh, why did I even meddle?!
Ou est vous, toilette?
Ou est vous?
I thought this would be simple,
but now what is there to do?
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