I barge into the bathroom, run for the farthest stall
Feels like I ran past where there’s normally a wall
I shoulder through the door, but what I find within
Is a large room with yellow walls as drab as sin
Inside the bathroom, I found the backrooms
Needed to doodoo, I found my doo doom
I do my business, and yes Mom I wiped
With one of the countless socks this place has swiped
And littered about- lost Nerf darts and guitar picks
And countless dads that “ran to the store real quick”
One says “hi hungry, I’m dad” then adds “but I’m hungry too”
The buzzing of fluorescent lights has my bearings askew
“Who pays this dang electric bill?” he says, as he scurries away
“And don’t touch the goddamn thermostat!” as his voice fades
Fs in the chat, I’m dead so rip
Buhbye old life, guess I noclipped
A hideous dad monster approaches me
I strike a t-pose, don’t even try to flee
My final thought, as I am bit:
Next time I’m here I should speedrun this shit