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All Was Well, Until…

Cubicle number one was up for grabs…
So I planted my cheeks and pushed with abs.

For about ten seconds there was nothing but gas.
The sound of a door creaking right from my ass.

A turtle head slowly greeted the day.
Then eaten by a brown snake and slithered away.

But all was not well its tail got stuck.
It was too good to be true oh boy what luck…

Pure Pooetry

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