The Charmin Chronicles: An Epic Ode on Toilet Paper
The Genesis of This Epic Tale
Pen in hand, I gaze upon the virgin, pristine Charmin scroll,
that awaits in unwritten silence upon this porcelain throne,
this gleaming, timeless sculpture of pure white China bone,
so here I sit so all alone, one meager, humble poet's soul.









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