A Women's View

A Women’s View

We beg for mercy, to you we plead
Consider our problem and our need
We use the toilet as much as you
So put the seat down on the loo
 
After rushing to the loo in pain
We find the seat left up again
With no time to slam it down
We stare at the toilet and frown
 
We shudder to think of cold porcelain
And sitting on someone elses stain
But it’s too late to reposition the seat
In frustration and urgency we concede
 
Hastily seated with door firmly shut
The window was left open above our butt
A stiff breeze hits us with a gust
And chills our back, to our disgust
 
Please be considerate if you would
We can’t stand up and aim very good
We have to sit upon the throne
Put the seat down or you’ll live alone.