Privacy Poem by Thomas Plotz

I met her in a restroom
I walked in by mistake, (lied)
I was searching for some pri-va-cy,

The boys seemed busy
Doing the crazy things they do,
She said, what the hell, are you doing in here?

Well, I had to go
So I did, and I feel much better for it, thanks
She looked like I can't believe I had the nerve to do it…

I met her in a restroom
I walked in by mistake, (lied)
I was searching for some pri-va-cy,
How was I to know, I was to meet a girl of my dreams…

Then she walked through a stall door,
Her pants dropped to the floor,
I was trying to talk some more,

But she said get out, will talk outside,
I need some privacy,

Privacy
Privacy
Privacy
I need some pri-va-cy, now! ! ! !

Oh I met her in a restroom
I was searching for some pri-va-cy,
How was I to know, I was to meet a girl of my dreams…

T. Plotz
Privacy
9 JULY 2016

For M.B.