Oh,lavatory,w.c or loo

Oh,lavatory,w.c or loo
Without your china, what would people do?
I hate to use a closet filled with earth
And weeing in the garden I feel cursed.

And by the loo we wash out dirty hands
In a shining basin where soap stands.
My soap is grapefruit  scented not by choice
But priests say it’s good for sinners’ voice.

For  when we sin ,we lie to our own souls
We self deceive and make pretend we’re whole.
Our voices falter and we lose our breath;
While God is looking down on us, we laugh.

While closeted for private needs  each day
Be careful  when you ,inadvertent ,pray