What is the poem with first line Broad is the gate and wide the path that leads man to his daily bath?

the bath

Broad is the gate and wide the path

that leads man to his daily bath.

But e'er you spend one shining hour

with sponge, and spray and slush and shower,

remember, who so e'er you be,

to shut the door and turn the key.

I had a friend, my friend no more,

who failed to bolt the bathroom door.

A maiden Aunt of his one day

walked in as half submerged he lay.

And did not notice nephew John

and turned the boiling water on.

He had no time or even scope

to camouflage himself with soap.

But gave a yell and flung aside

the sponge 'neath which he'd sought to hide.

I fell to earth he knows not where,

he beats his breast in his despair.

His Aunt fell fainting to the ground,

alas they never brought her round.

And John can never quite forget

how by a breach of etiquette,

he lost at one fell swoop, or plunge,

his Aunt, his honor and his sponge.