A Barrage of Brown

A barrage of brown, came flooding my town.
The torrential downpour was headed southbound.

It filled the bowl, and drained my soul.
Leaving quickly through my a-hole.

The deep aural bellow, was far from mellow.
Leaving said hole the opposite of narrow.

When all was said and done, I experienced no fun.
And too sore to even wipe my bum.

Pure Pooetry

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