The statue from antiquity stood not far from the main road in a builder’s yard

She was holding a drape in an effort to protect her modesty

Just run across the yard as nobody is around

 

If you are busting for a piss what does it matter

 

Here let me take the drape as it is not covering your butt

 

Just as I finished my sentence a car went by and sounded its horn

Nice arse darling

 

 Give us a smile

 

Forgot your knickers have you

 

I am bursting for a piss but I cannot move

 

Take no notice of them

 

But I am so embarrassed

 

Just run but do not trip and then we can leave this godforsaken yard

 

You know we cannot

 

I have lived here for many years

 

One day I will release you

 

But I will stay

 

I have to stay

 

I took the drape from the statue and beckoned her forward but it was too late as she had pissed herself

She began to cry

I told her that statues do not cry and wiped her tears away with the drape

I am going to stink of piss you know

 

Do not worry as those clouds will bring heavy rain and you will be clean once more