If all my goods I was forced to taper,
my one “must have” would be my toilet paper

More irritating than a dinnertime telephone political poll-
is trying to live my life without a good quality roll

You may question my choice by claiming I have an issue
as long as you don’t try to take my bathroom tissue

That white fluffy softness I would refuse to share
because I only buy the good stuff for my derriere

So… if stranded on a remote island I be,
I would not be complete without my T.P.

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