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Pooetry

Almost Tragic

My cheeks approached the toilet seat, and before they planted out came my grief.

A mammoth mound of sour mash, landed in the bowl with a mighty crash.

If only I wasn’t forced to wait. This torrent wouldn’t have burst through the gate.

The previous user I cannot blame, when I have such incredible aim.

But if I missed things would have turned tragic. I would have used my black fecal magic.

The previous user would have felt my wrath. Tormented forever from my exploding ass.

Pure Pooetry

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