To The Man of Urine

Andrew Chamberlain

 

He stands before porcelain urinal
Free to pee, unleash his stream at will,

Ode to him!  Brass confidence shared among
Tinklers who brazenly hold their dongs

Non-traditionally!  O!  True confidence
Steadfast, those who freely dangle from pants!

“No Hands!” I Howled, awed by relaxation
Of him, reclining.  No concentration

“How free My Brother!  Stream straight and stream pure!”
Bladder pressure relieved, No drops touch floor.

A grand show!  True Performance!  O!  Encore!
Joy!  Beside myself, Praising, “Art! Author!”

Tardily, my folly I failed to see.
It’s ghastly to watch another man pee.

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