A tugboat was pushing a barge.
I
wondered just who was in charge
For
the cargo on board,
Which
I wish I’d ignored,
Raised
some issues which somehow loomed large.
Porta-potties
were lined up in rows.
Full
or empty? Too far for my nose,
But
the thought of that load
Being
merrily towed
Made
me hope there was naught to dispose.
Certain
subjects make some people blush,
With
activities often hush-hush,
So
those toilets afloat
May
make many take note
That
it’s better to deal with a flush.
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