Only across the hall
It isn't like I'll slip and fall
But it also is a walk
One in which most watch like a hawk
To make sure they can have a spot.
It doesn't take a lot
To lose one and say, 'oh... I forgot! '
'I need my shampoo! ! ! '
Going back you hear 'thank-you'
As someone else walk into
The bathroom.
So there you are to resume
Your place in line
If you haven't had your turn... you may after mine!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem