Thursday, September 30, 2004

Ode to the Hot Tub

Hot tub

My hot tub is a joyful thing
With bubble ports that fizz
And every time I settle in
I want to take a whiz.

The jets of foam caress my back
With speeds from fast to slow
But as I watch the water churn
I always have to go.

My partner doesn't wear a thing
The neighbors never peek
But when I start to feel a need
It's just to take a leak.

If men can build such wondrous toys
And think of every wrinkle
Why can't they also make a space
Where I can take a tinkle?

(c) 2004, Dalton Hammond

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