Family Bathroom – A Poem

The most interesting thing

In my house today,

Is the family bathroom.


With a walk in shower,

A floor sloped towards the wall,

A rope hanging tall

From the ceiling

Of my family bathroom.

Feeling like Tarzan

And try as I might,

Buttocks clenched tight,

I fail to swing

From my family bathroom.


In the toilet

Is a never-ending hole

Deeper than a well,

Black as coal.

However when fed,

Up from below

An almighty glow

Fills my family bathroom.


I slide across the tiles

For what I wish was miles,

Step off the wet floor

And out of the door

Reminding me

That this is what I live for –

My family bathroom.