A Pee Poem

History:  I went to pee today, and there was a lone black pube sitting on the urinal lip.  My heart lept to his sadness as I imagined he was uprooted from his lively home.  So I waxed poetic...

I'm a lonely little pube sitting on the urinal lip.
I see your wee and taste your pee,
But i only get a sip.

But down here in my porcelain world I get so lonely and sad.
I think of the times I was back at home, nestled up to my mother and dad.
Now the swirl of the flush, and that urinal brush are all that i get to see.
So won't you please come and visit me soon, I like to watch you pee.

Fin.