Bloom, Having Forgotten, Remembers.

Hold on. Did I?

He re-entered and one glance,

together with the accusing silence,

told him he hadn't.

He caught the slim pear-shaped handle

that hung plumb from its chain.

Grasping it firmly, he pulled downward

in a very deliberate full motion

and was relieved to be rewarded

with one clean total flush.

Gurgle, gurgle,

gone and good riddance.