At Stirling Castle, Scotland,
Where tourist flock 'en masse',
Dates from earl’ Twelfth Century,
It has a touch of class.
It sits close to Loch Lomond,
Now owned by th’M.O.D.
People flock from miles afar
To view this history.
I visited with parents,
When I was a mere teen,
So mum and dad in fifties,
They too had never been.
At one o’clock, a cannon fires
A thund’rous mighty ‘BOOM’
Just prior to this my dear ma-ma
Required public washroom.
She hadn’t paid attention,
Walked in the nearest door,
Her eyes near popped out of her head,
Her jaw, near hit the floor.
Mum was so shocked, she didn’t hear
The cannon’s thunderous 'BOOM',
You see, my poor, not too old, mum
Went to the MENS washroom.
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