Trickle trickle, hold on tight.
I've woken up, in the dead of night
Still hearing the trickle, I squeezed my dick
I've got to make the bathroom quick !
Made it safely to the bathroom's throne,
Thank the Lord, I'm home alone,
Another trickle, yes now I know
Still squeezing my dick, so I just let go !
I stand there straining, broken hearted,
I'm trying to go, but I think I've farted.
I get it together, think for a bit
My arse is warm, I think I've shit !
I turn the tap on, and I let it trickle,
My pants are in an aweful pickle,
Being wakened so abrupt you know,
I really don't think I ever needed to go..
I'm cleaned up now bereft of poo,
Taps off now and that trickle stopped too,
That trickle trickle has done my brain in
I see lightening, it thunders, could be raining !
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Author:
Justa_Geezer (
Offline) - Published: August 9th, 2022 03:44
- Comment from author about the poem: I wrote this for a contest, it had to use the word TRICKLE eight times in th poem !
- Category: Humor
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Comments2
I needed that laugh!!! great work my friend..
Good fun write JG, trickle away.
Andy
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