We’ve all been there π …
Bursting at the seams
My desperation has no means
I need to find the nearest vessel
Unless I fill my trousers above sea level
Scanning every roadside lay-by
For the nearest place to plan my escape
I really need to save myself from disgrace
Every second feels like an hour
If I don't find somewhere to relieve myself
Things are going to get very dire
But just in time a miracle happens for me
The perfect place I've found to have my wee.
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