Tuesday, September 26, 2006

Reflections on a train toilet

My brother, a formidable loo-goer, wrote the following poem when he was in college, and had to travel between Siliguri and Benares quite frequently.

REFLECTIONS ON A TRAIN TOILET

Crouched upon my lofty perch
Vulnerable to every lurch
How am I supposed to hit
The centre of the hole with shit ??