Broken Hearted Poem by Kim Robin Edwards

Everytime I sat on the potty.
I imagined you, lusting; over my beautiful body.

So there I sat, broken hearted.
Had to poop, but only darted..

The smell in the air, was like perfume.
The scent still lingered, after I left the room..

'Air it out', said the maid; 'or I'll have
to do it myself.So I can get paid'..

The ring around the toilet was old.
The floor was wet.
As the air got cold.

And when I returned, I held the can..
Lilac Vally; air freshener in hand.

Because there I sat, broken hearted.
Had to poop, but only darted..

Humorous Poetry By Kim Robin Edwards
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