A Little Diddy

I'm not a poet, but I felt the need to express myself. (This is in no way supposed to rhyme)

One person just doesn't belong here.
That person belongs in a barn.
Another person longs for the days when
she went to a community bathroom.

Now you must wonder how I came of with such a "masterpiece."
My inspiration was the act of cleaning up another's bathroom grossness...again.

I know I should try to serve others. But I have limits. I'm not one of those super strong people who suffer silently.