Blocked, clocked and watched.
Spied upon and sniffed!
Even during toilet visits...
Some are made to feel,
They are revealing secrets slipped.
With a plop that drops in a fizz.
Suspicions become more of an interest,
When done!
Than that business after conducted,
From the one that does it is!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Even my dad has to go sometimes...good point...iip