A Public Inconvenience

 

"A Public Inconvenience" By Marcus Cooke
 
A dozen toilets lined up in a row,
suddenly withdrawn,
take aim now they are gone  
What happened ?
What went wrong?  
greedy Councillors
dancing to a cash flow song.  
A tidal wave of pee coming towards you,  
built up around your feet
and your favorite shoe’s.  
A wave of mutilation vs.
a wave of constipation.  
The decision made, no battle to be fought,
one of these days
you’re going to find yourself caught short,  
Say goodbye to a 21st century holiday resort
welcome an age of resentment and retort  
It’s now open season on any bush,
tree, ditch, or bit of sand.  
You have to squat down where you stand,  
People reduced to the status of vermin,
relive themselves where they can.  
It’s no connivance it’s a public inconvenience,
denied basic human rights,
swimming with muck and parasites.  
No need for toilet paper, soap or a dish,
let’s all go back to nature no matter what the risk.  
Cheers Dorset council you’ve played your role well,
you’ve finally put the shit in to shithole
I hope you enjoy the smell.