Grandpa’s Privy
Chuck Martin
Grand-pappy’s old privy is probably still
standin’ out back
The hinges saggin’
And the door with a crack.
It was a sturdy little building
fifty years ago.
It stood many a summer rain
and many a winter snow.
The Privy was cold in winter,
There’d be frost on the seat,
It was never insulated
And there wasn’t no heat.
The half moon is probably gone
And has lots cracks in the wall.
It seems rather sad
no one uses it anymore at all.
Now I have an indoor john,
And live in town.
I guess someone should go back
And tear that ol’ Privy building’ down.
