The Dirty Demon Poem by Ian Bauer

The Dirty Demon



I was sleeping one night, and suddenly awoke.
The grogginess was almost unbearable to stand.
In pain, until I stood and my joints started
to pop like a campfire. It was that time…bath
room break in the dead of night. Hobbling
out to the bathroom, I felt uneasy. Something
was watching me, or my bladder was just
being dirty. There I stood, doing my duty,
And then I say a demonic figure perched on
the toilet head like a gargoyle. "Nice stream, "
the mischievous goblin remarked. Then
it poofed away, and then I woke up again.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chancellor Nelson 13 March 2012

Hahaha Nice stream. Was that sarcasm? Lol with a tid-bit of flattery

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