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The Portable Portaloo Potty Portal
On a distant campsite
One wild and starry night
I was suddenly overcome with nausea
From an unknown implausea
Fearing i'd met my Waterloo
I dashed off to the portaloo
But thankfully wasn't to ill
It was just a touch, of a touchy chill
But suddenly the portaloo spun
My curious journey had just begun
When opening the portaloo door
I couldn't believe the sights i saw
There were parrots all dressed up in drag
And a mouse, and an elephant having a shag
Giraffes with very small necks
And a wise old owl sending texts
A cat being released out of a bag
And a bull being chased by a red red rag
A skunk staggering around a little bit drunk
Spiders drinking tea with biscuits to dunk
I'd seen enough with nothing else to do
But to return to the safety of the portaloo
It spun again then turned upside down
I was glad i'd flushed as i tried not to drown
And within minutes or was it days or years?
I was back at the campsite, now gone were my fears
I returned to my tent, life is not always as it seems
As i closed my eyes, as i entered my dreams
More mysteries began to unfurl
As i entered another very curious world
by Jemia
I
One wild and starry night
I was suddenly overcome with nausea
From an unknown implausea
Fearing i'd met my Waterloo
I dashed off to the portaloo
But thankfully wasn't to ill
It was just a touch, of a touchy chill
But suddenly the portaloo spun
My curious journey had just begun
When opening the portaloo door
I couldn't believe the sights i saw
There were parrots all dressed up in drag
And a mouse, and an elephant having a shag
Giraffes with very small necks
And a wise old owl sending texts
A cat being released out of a bag
And a bull being chased by a red red rag
A skunk staggering around a little bit drunk
Spiders drinking tea with biscuits to dunk
I'd seen enough with nothing else to do
But to return to the safety of the portaloo
It spun again then turned upside down
I was glad i'd flushed as i tried not to drown
And within minutes or was it days or years?
I was back at the campsite, now gone were my fears
I returned to my tent, life is not always as it seems
As i closed my eyes, as i entered my dreams
More mysteries began to unfurl
As i entered another very curious world
by Jemia
I
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