When upon thy form, my eyes first gazed
Can’t be denied that my eyebrows raised
I stood before you with much trepidation
Little did I know I’d experience revelation!
A ivory porcelain bowl upon raised tile
I contemplated the brilliant design for awhile
Two perfect grooved steps on either side
In between flows the bountiful tide
True, one can easily master the balance
For the glorious pants-less crouch dance.
Strong thighs, in squat, are in ideal pose
To vacate brown logs in neat little rows
A bucket of water nearby, so basic
Cleaner than paper and much more hygienic
Even better, the hose with powerful pressure
A modern convenience to use at your leisure
But best of all, hear me all goddesses!
No wet, splattered seats! Or loathsome messes!
A quick splash of water to wash things clean
Ne’er a more effortless thing have I seen
If only the souls of the West could see,
how perfect you are and no longer flee.
You stand alone, no being could spoil it
And so I confess, I love you squat toilet!
And better for the bowels,
Never needing towels!
The French have to spoil it,
By calling it “Turkish toilet”.
OK now I realize that I used the same rhyme as in the post. Let’s try again!
You may think it hard on the knees,
But get used to it, please!
Millions of people ’round the world can’t be wrong,
In every household does one of these belong!
A good squatty potty is dear to my heart, and you just captured it with this eloquent praise of words!
i am not a great fun of squat toilet, specially when it comes to that bucket of water, but i got used to it, ladies don’t be afraid
To confort the west when this scene looks like trouble
try – “Step up to the bar partner, and make it a double!!!”
I just read this allowed to Joshua and Chris Nelson… simply amazing.