A Murder Scene

After taking a monumental dump…
I had grave fears for my rump.

Inside the bowl it was far from clean.
In fact it looked like a murder scene.

The Poo-Police have been called.
Their assessment: Appalled.

The toilet paper will now be used…
To cordon off the scene of ooze.

Like smashed brown eggs sprayed…
Charges against my rump are laid.

What is the sentence for these crimes?
A fibre supplement before bedtime.

Pure Pooetry

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