Hittin' Bottom
(An ode to the porcelain Throne)

"The seat was up again," she said,
As angry as can be.
"I lifted it, to keep it dry,
So you wouldn't ge mad," said he.

"I sat down," she continued on,
"and fell right in...you lout!"
"My dear," said he, "You might have drowned,
Thank God you bottomed out!"