I did my duty in the lavatory,
I stood up straight and drowned a fly,
But my hygiene is unsatisfactory,
The sink is dry, I left others to die,
Shook hands, with an important man,
Which led to the rest of his evening plans,
Sat down with my family with loving care,
My grotesque habits causing my wife to stare,
I politely asked, "Could you pass the corn?",
We sampled it to our fussing firstborn,
With big eyes he looked anything but forlorn,
But losing a child is a harsh way to learn,
Washing hands stops unfortunate germs,