Misspiss

My wife is increasingly angry with me,
‘Cause I frequently miss when I go for a pee.
She’s gradually climbing the walls in frustration,
She can’t understand my misplaced urination.
She says that very soon if I don’t stop,
She’ll be forced, when I’m sleeping, to tie It in knots.
So please please oh please let my aim get much better,
So our bathroom floor doesn’t get any wetter,
My Willy be left free and be unencumbered,
By manhood macramé performed while I slumbered.

©Mark Tarr2009