An Offensive Ruin

Well I’m back on track to deliver this pooem.
Straight from my anus, an offensive ruin.

Too much food and not enough space.
Leads to an explosive fecal disgrace.

Some logs are short and some are wispy.
Some have the consistency of chicken crispy.

A few get stuck and a few leave without fear.
Things will never be the same for my delicate rear.

Pure Pooetry

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