My Ice Cold Toilet Seat

How cold I am,
How warm I'll be,
When I get off this toilet seat,
Cold as Ice,
It was to touch,
But I'll stay down,
And warm it up,
When I'm done,
I'll leave behind,
What I let out,
What's no longer mine,
I'll leave the room,
In moments time,
Fresh air I seek,
Fresh air I shall find.



Hey it happens, what can I say?
I was sitting on the toilet and it came to me, I couldn't get it out of my head. It would have crept in my mind forever if I didn't write it down no matter how rediculas it was, so now you people get to read it! Even more rediculas is the time I spent making the picture of the frosty toilet seat through the frosty window...Hope you're enjoying it!