Re: MY JOHN

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: : : At home away from the frenzy of Sheer Panic Promotions UK offices I enjoy the unique experience of a Victorian Outside toilet provided for the gardener and other staff, and now its mine. Its unique because it has the original fittings and a shining brass chain to pull..... so it came about that I was inspired as I polished the Victorian patterned floor to write this poem. : : : My John : : : Welcome stranger to my John : : : Provided to use and sit upon : : : Lift the seat if aiming from high : : : And do leave it nice : : : For the next to try : : : Ponder awhile and give a smile : : : There is no clock : : : To look upon : : : Stare at the wall : : : Or at the floor : : : No one will enter : : : Throught my Door : : : Jeffrey : : Well as they say... Like father like son... : : Try this one for a laugh... : : My Bottom...Excerpt from the upcoming book : : Who lets me sit? : : Who allows it? : : who's soft and fair? : : who's growing hair? : : It's my Bottom... : : : : Who's there behind me? : : one hundred percent behind me? : : Cheeks soft to touch... : : Always gives so much... : : It's my Bottom... : : It migtht sound rather crass... : : My heart lies in my ass... : : ok... this is getting out of control.... : : Stop it!! stop it!!! : : This is too silly!!! : : Robin : I am ashamed ... how dare you say Like Father like son. : This man would not dare to put such rubbish in the place of peace : DaD

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