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Pooetry

Bedtime Horror

It was time for bed when I got the alert…
I needed the toilet fast before my ass went berserk.

I hurried off and entered the room.
Where I was about to release the impending doom.

Gas fired as I dropped my pants.
It wasn’t going to be any ordinary dance.

As soon as my cheeks made their touchdown…
Violence and gore erupted into a shockwave of brown.

They say Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned…
But I heed my warning… this mound produced all the corn!

Pure Pooetry

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