So over the weekend i've had to do a poetry book for English Composition. One of the poems i found had me rolling on the floor laughing soooooo so hard!!! here it is:
Dads in the Bathroom
Dad's in the bathroom!
Turn on the fan!
Avoid all the vapors
as much as you can!
Mom's stuffing towels
under the door
and hopes that the odor
won't buckle the floor.
She's tried using sprays,
you must understand,
but most of the sprays
just stay in the can.
They know what they're in for.
They don't stand a chance
against air pollution
when dad drops his pants.
He peels lots of paint
from our bathroom walls
and off of the doorway
that leads to the hall.
We've tried putting charcoal
in his evening meal
but still, every morning,
more paint's gonna peel.
Sometimes he's embarrassed,
but I think he's proud.
It's manly to do that,
for crying out loud!
It's something he's good at.
I'm sure he's the best,
and most of his buddies
are very impressed.
by:Albert Van Hoogmoed
This poem is appealing to me because this is every typical male(Note I said TYPICAL). From experience, both my brothers and my dad are like this. I can remember the first time my Nephew used the toilet and… Made a *splash* my brother was the happiest camper here. He called me down to show me and when I saw it I socked him on the shoulder and said “You have got to be the grossest person on earth.” Then I left. My brother is also not a shy person when he uses the restroom, and I can see this as imagery because it brings many pictures to my mind of my non-shy brother.
That is my reply, the paragraph. I love my brother, but man he can curl the hair on an elephant from here to Africa!