The old man coughed
And thus were tossed
Launched, then aloft
Amid drops of spittle
In flight, then alight
Upon black and white
With a clack and a clatter
Skittering, then not
Then stopped
In a bathroom stall
At the feet of one
Who had just begun
To do his piece
When met with teeth.
And thus were tossed
Launched, then aloft
Amid drops of spittle
In flight, then alight
Upon black and white
With a clack and a clatter
Skittering, then not
Then stopped
In a bathroom stall
At the feet of one
Who had just begun
To do his piece
When met with teeth.
