The Exploding Toilet’s Wrath

Title: The Exploding Toilet’s Wrath

To Dunkin’ Donuts, a Floridian goes,
Fifty thousand he seeks in his woes.
Where once he sat with innocent glee,
Now covered in filth, a foul debris.

Innocence shattered in that murky stall,
A commotion loud, echoing through the wall.
An explosion erupted, a torrent untamed,
Leaving him traumatized, both hurt and ashamed.

Feces from above, a vile descent,
His pristine appearance utterly spent.
How could Dunkin’ bear this burden of shame?
Responsibility they must now claim.

Emotions run high as the toilet debacle unfolds,
Seeking justice, his dignity he upholds.
For the unspoken dread that lingers profound,
Compensation desired, make amends all around.

Legal battle commences, the evidence weighs,
Of negligence proven, he confidently says.
For every discomfort, every stain on his soul,
A toll must be paid to make the man whole.

Fifty thousand he wants, a fair recompense,
For the horror endured while seeking sustenance.
May justice prevail, with each gavel’s fall,
And the tale of the Dunkin’ exploding toilet stands tall.