someone HAS to be messing with me

These were up on the wall next to my desk when I started. Just read them today... Seriously, the poetry about the bathroom would have to be right next to my desk, it's destiny!

He came back from the WC / Without no smell / He moved hands slowly / Ask for some handkerchief / Then we saw his hands / Yo is yellow

He went to the WC / WC is dirty and beautiful / You're my superstar in WC / TA wants to live in the WC / Small flower and big flower / Their home is the WC