"In the days of old When nights were cold And toilets weren't invented They laid their load upon the road And walked away contented" And "Here I sit in smelly vapor, Someone took all the toilet paper. Late for class, But still I linger. Look out ass, Here comes my fingers" are way finer poetry than whatever the girls wrote
In my middle school girl bathroom stalls there was the same short poem about different collers off pee
"In the days of old
When nights were cold
And toilets weren't invented
They laid their load upon the road
And walked away contented"
And
"Here I sit in smelly vapor,
Someone took all the toilet paper.
Late for class,
But still I linger.
Look out ass,
Here comes my fingers" are way finer poetry than whatever the girls wrote
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