Yami Pegasus' Broken Toiletry

'Tis the night before Christmas
And all through the condo,
There's-a trouble a-stirring;
The Problems are "mondo."

The presents are sitting
Alone 'neath the tree,
My roommates are angry,
And I have to pee.

I pick up a clipboard,
A paper and pen,
And write down a line
Every now and again.

It's a poem, you see,
And it's brilliant as such.
It took little time,
But its greatness was much.

My short set of verses
Is not one you knows.
I think you should hear it,
so here's how it goes:

'Tis the night before christmas
And all through the condo...