a Tuesday Poem -- Lids up? Lids dowm? Who chooses?
When I'm done
Look better that way
Ladies demand that, it's their way
When I'm away it's different
Leaving the seat clean
Best for next
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- Photo and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2018, All Rights Reserved (Bottom photo is the restroom at my favorite fried catfish eating place in Alexandria. Louisiana. It is outside, around back, and gets my nod for "In need of refreshing." Click the picture a couple of times to see things up close. It accomodates women and men one at a time. I try to not touch the lid there.)
- Fibonacci Poem for Tuesday: Syllable length is based on the Fibonacci Sequence (math majors love these, I have a math minor with 21 college hours of math. Differential Equations was my highest level course, though not the last.
- My "Fib" poem today is 1/1/2/3/5/8 syllables, then I reversed the number sequence after 8 syllables for a 12-line 'poem'.