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My Throne~~

Creeping out of the bedroom
All asleep or supposedly so
Nature calls to come hither
Defiantly legs crossed tightly

Noise on the sofa, peeking quietly
A glimpse of a shadow I spy
Two rustling figures arise rapidly
Oh boy..the needs do or die

Slamming my door very hurridly
Not wanting to believe what I saw
Knocking from within for any response
Please just help me to stall..

Once again the journey is tried
No noise or shadows bemoan
I myself am delighted this is so
While happily I sit on my throne...

© 1999 Suann Wine