The Core Issue

Should you extract the bog-roll's core,
'Twill not be firm as once before,
But lose all substance and, as such,
Give way beneath the slightest touch.
Now weakened thus, it will prevail
'Gainst reinsertion of the frail
And suddenly purposeless pipe
That generally maintains its type.

See, child, in the great plan for all
Each thing has purpose, however small,
And this is why 'tis all but law
That every bog-roll has a core.


(This post made because if people will insist on distracting me when I'm trying to write an essay to the extent that I write poetry about toilet roll, I'm damn well going to show it to the world one way or another.)