Poetry Thursday

 

 Angel Sammys and Teddys Pawetatonhas provided us with another picture to inspire prose. This is our modest entry.

      

Sitting at the end did not fill Lee with glee

Because he had to announce he needed to pee

"Did I just hear a pee  plea?  asked Ducky

"It is Lee, at the end," answered Muggee, drinking tea

The boss Bugsbee knew them all moving was no something he could see

So he suggested to Lee he whip it out and take a mighty pee

Lee said if he stood he could not guarantee

He could balnce on the thin beam like a bumble bee

And how happy he would be

If everyone moved so he could pee

And he would not be the last in his family tree

"Sorry Lee," said Bugsbee, "but the thought of all of us moving will gives me an autoplasty

And if you force us you will be the first construction worker who is a double amputee"

It was clear for Lee to see

If he was going to pee

He had to foresee

Standing on the beam like a desperate escaping parolee

He took it out of his dungarees

Carefully standing like a water flea

And from up high Lee remit a stream of wee wee

When a breeze came from the sea

And his wee

Completely covered Busbee, Mugsee, Ducky, and all others except the furthest three

Lee could not help celebrating like it was jubilee

Until Bugsbee told him "You are only getting off this beam by stepping over me."