A Royal Disaster
Indeed the overweening queen
Liked to keep her palace clean
But the little princess made a poop
Its shape was in a loop-de-loop
The queen was mad, she blew her gasket
"Fetch me the royal pooping basket!"
The maids they tittered, the butler fainted
The dynastic floor was then repainted
The princess she was made to pay
She had to scrub all royal latrines that day
But, good for her, she hatched a scheme
Bound to make Her Highness scream
She glued the toilet lids so tight
None could lift them, try as they might
And she also glued the Royal tush
And carefully removed the flush
| Contributors: | Francine, Nym, Karin. |
| Poem finished: | 18th July 2003. |