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Pooetry

A Glorious Sheen

I got into my favourite position.
And aimed my coight with deadly precision.

I relaxed my anus and let it go.
My giant turd was sent below.

My mighty turd began to slide,
down the porcelain skidding with pride.

It reached the water with some delay.
But when it did I screamed “Hooray!”

I took the roll of toilet paper,
hoping it was enough to clean up my caper.

With only one wipe everything was clean.
I put the victory down to it’s glorious sheen.

Pure Pooetry

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