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While sitting on the toilet,
Mulling over some great issue,
I suddenly became aware
Of needing toilet tissue.
The roll was nearly empty
In its holder on the wall;
No spares were in the cabinet
Or closet in the hall.
And, later, when I chanced to
use
The powder room downstairs,
The want of paper, yet again,
Would catch me unawares.
I had to go to market
To replenish my supply
Of aloe-laced and
comfort-quilted
Rolls of double-ply.
I remembered I was out of eggs
And instant oatmeal, too;
I only had one tea bag,
And I needed more shampoo.
I thought of writing out a list
For checking at the store,
But listing so few things to buy
Seemed such a needless chore.
I soon was walking through the
aisles
With shampoo in my cart,
I picked up eggs and rice—on
sale—
And cherries for a tart.
Cans of cat food were on
special,
So I purchased quite a few;
I bought my tea and oatmeal
And some beef chunks for a stew.
I had five bags of groceries
When, finally, I returned
And flopped down on my easy chair
For rest I thought I’d earned.
But, later, in the bathroom,
I would have the revelation
That I’d bought no toilet
tissue
For my current situation.
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