Here I am back at work, when suddenly I start to twerk.
I rush to toilet in a moment of fear, not a moment to soon, a warning from my rear.
Just in time I shoot the gap, with a horrendous thud I release my crap.
Pressure free I almost take my leave, not before my taint begins to heave.
A second wind of epic proportions, has left my coight with awful contortions.