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Thursday, May 8, 2008

Ode To My TP

(In which I've discovered that toilet paper that is safe for your septic tank is harmful to your. . .hygiene.)

New Septic Safe Scott Tissue
How could you do this thing
Now why I try to tear you
You turn into one long string.

You faint at the sight of moisture
Afraid of a simple task
You turn into shreds and crumbles
Unable to do what I ask.

I’m bidding farewell to a good friend.
A valiant soldier of old
For now he’s no use in the end
And just a wet blanket to hold.

You’ve been in my family for eons
A giant in many lands
But now that you’re safer for septics
You’re a terrible danger to hands!

2 comments:

plaidearthworm said...

Truly beautiful, a lovely example of potty--I mean, poetry in motion. ;)

the Bag Lady said...

Potty poetry - love it!
And wasn't aware there was Septic Safe TT for you tata.
Hate hate hate it when the TT won't hold up!