The Toilet Seat

I'd never seen her as livid,

and terribly ticked off.

I couldn't even pretend that we

could pick up where we left off.

All my promises rang empty,

like my apologies.

I had said them far too many times;

begging her forgiveness, please.

So I gloated when she gave up

and admitted defeat.

She swore she'd never ask me again

to put down the toilet seat.

However, she knows my routine.

She knew when I'd stay long.

The very next time I had to sit,

the damn toilet seat was gone.