Crouching Pee Pee Hidden Poo Poo

A little one was perched on the toilet in the library restroom. She had been there for some time.

“Are you going poo poo?”

“No.”

“Are you done?”

“No. The pee pee is waiting.”

“Would you tell it to get a move on?”

“Come here pee pee.”

“I’m waiting,” said in a little voice on behalf of the pee pee.

We all waited.

“Are you done?”

“Yes.”