Ode To A Roll

Two different camps have a way to mount
This indispensable commodity to wipe your butt
The first time I knew an insurrection existed
Was when my Aunt Bo called asking which way ours dispenses
Down the back is the way it has always been
It is then I was told that over the top is what is in
As the years have gone by I have seen both diections
With some very passionate about their butt cleaning selection
In the wee hours of this morning
The end of my roll was nowhere in sight
I suspected a friend had something do with this conundrum
After I questioned the culprit I was told
A gnome was responsible for the way that it falls
The reality is that I really don’t care
Which way my toilet paper comes off the roll