should I shit or masturbate?"
I'm in a public toilet
and cannot merely soil it
with the juices of my loins -
but wait - another thought joins!
I have the freedom of choice,
to pick wrongly and rejoice;
it's public for a reason,
masturbation's not treason.
I won't enter jail for it -
Oh noes! Here comes the shit!
Can't keep it back much longer,
Fast as fuck I museth ponder.
I've the time for only one,
just outside waits my mum.
My question lies: to give in
to my lust (in selfish sin)
or relieve myself of strain?
Lo, I clench my head in pain!
Then an idea springs to mind,
the gears up there lock and grind.
Minutes later I wash my hands
Empty stomach, empty glands.
Grinning at the mirror I have to ask,
"Who said men can't multitask?"
Spoiler
The first two lines I saw inscribed onto the door of a public toilet stall by some un-named genius. I just had to write this poem. All credit for the first lines goes to the nameless mastermind. xD
