Lock and key


Locked in the loo
wondering what to do
have to admit
situation is shit

will this end well
panicking smell
do another squeeze
climb the window please

how could this be
snapped lock'n'key
becoming laughing stock
janitor call to unlock

discreetly with chill 
noisy chisel and drill
curses to unblock
that stubborn lock

Sometimes you’ll have to face your worst fear, ha de Gött!

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5 comments

  1. love it, Ulle; hilarious 🙂

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  2. Ha ha! That first stanza is a real cracker!! This poem is great fun. 😀

    Liked by 1 person

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