the outhouse poem

Discussion in 'Humor - Jokes - Games and Diversions' started by Tango3, May 28, 2010.


  1. Tango3

    Tango3 Aimless wanderer

    THE OUTHOUSE POEM*




    (*note: If you don't know what a OutHouse is - ask someone a little older)


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    The service station trade was slow
    The owner sat around,
    With sharpened knife and cedar stick
    Piled shavings on the ground.


    No modern facilities had they,
    The log across the rill
    Led to a shack, marked His and Hers
    That sat against the hill.


    "Where is the ladies restroom, sir?"
    The owner leaning back,
    Said not a word but whittled on,
    And nodded toward the shack.


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    With quickened step she entered there
    But only stayed a minute,
    Until she screamed, just like a snake
    Or spider might be in it.


    With startled look and beet red face
    She bounded through the door,
    And headed quickly for the car
    Just like three gals before.


    She missed the foot log - jumped the stream
    The owner gave a shout,
    As her silk stockings, down at her knees
    Caught on a sassafras sprout.


    She tripped and fell - got up, and then
    In obvious disgust,
    Ran to the car, stepped on the gas,
    And faded in the dust.


    Of course we all desired to know
    What made the gals all do
    The things they did, and then we found
    The whittling owner knew.


    A speaking system he'd devised
    To make the thing complete,
    He tied a speaker on the wall
    Beneath the toilet seat.



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    He'd wait until the gals got set
    And then the devilish tike,
    Would stop his whittling long enough,
    To speak into the mike.


    And as she sat, a voice below
    Struck terror, fright and fear,
    "Will you please use the other hole,
    We're painting under here

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  2. Tracy

    Tracy Insatiably Curious Moderator Founding Member

    [LMAO]
     
  3. ghrit

    ghrit Ambulatory anachronism Administrator Founding Member

    Or, look up "Chick Sales" ----

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  4. gravelgurdy

    gravelgurdy Monkey++

    A two holer! What luxury. Until 1956 we only had a one holer, behind a tiny 3 room house that we rented. The next year we bought our first house. It had a lot of things we had never had before. Too many to bother to go into here. The times they were a changin'.
     
  5. ghrit

    ghrit Ambulatory anachronism Administrator Founding Member

    Better a one family two holer than a two family one holer.
     
  6. Seacowboys

    Seacowboys Senior Member Founding Member

    The Old out-house is still standing, though the paint is cracked and dry
    and there's that old oak seat that I used to sit on...
    down the lane I looked and there ran Bessy,
    She's our cow and kind of messy,
    That's why we had such green green grass at home.
     
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