A rainy cold day in Portland,
found us well ensconced in coffee land.
When I found the need to go,
I went to the facilities and, lo!
A small bounty of wall-writing awaited
by the toilet, so with my breath bated,
I took in all its folksy wit
all the better for taking a s**t!
Shouldn’t it be
You spelled “I’m” wrong
(Really? Even the kid touchers?)
Free all political prisoners.
“Kill all humans” by Bender
and surely am
entitled to deface
Home to some of the
fuckers morons shitters