Been Busting Rhymes in the Shower

Been busting rhymes in the shower
standing under cold water for an hour.
The lust in me was burning
and it was very concerning
that the water evaporated 
and a thick mist was created
while it touched my skin.
Oh, I thought in my sin,
what would happen if I stopped rhyme busting,
in the manner so disgusting,
for a second or two;
would the water turn to glue,
would I be standing there, at the shower
for more than my happy hour?
Standing at the shower thinking
with my mind slowly shrinking,
as the lust decreased dramatically.
I was feeling ecstatically,
and now I'm pissing on myself
as the cold water hits my back.