Tinkerbell

Three were light green,
one was red,
and the last one was bright yellow.
They were all different shapes and sizes.
Around the red plastic cone they
huddle together,
gravity keeping them close.
They glisten with moisture and
I see the indentations that have collected
the wetness as if it were a prize.
The white walls shine with
the same brilliance as the five.
I wondered how they
had gotten there and I wished
I had a sixth to add.

A sixth would would have been perfect, ideally
a blue one.

As I finished taking a piss,
I caught sight of something on
the ground and forgot about
the gum in the urinal next to me.

Why is there an empty package
of Tinkerbell fruits snacks
on the floor?

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