A young girl can find anything on the streets, but the question isn't about what she found, but if she could handle the weight of consequences. This is a quick fun short poem which i wrote on my free time. Comment for opinions and feedback!

These are rants on annoying bastards & things. Pardon my language.

Our office bathroom is a bit weird.... Here's why. (**This story is a Japanese urban legend. This story is told in many different ways, but this story is written in my way**)