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Bogsing Day

I’m surrounded by crapping paper, Christmas is over.
My belly is full and I’ve got the world’s worst hangover.

Yesterday was hectic, I ate way too much.
Now my bowels are rumbling, causing a fecal fuss.

So it’s now time to churn out some brown curds.
I’ve got a lot of empty boxes to fill with my turds.

Thank gawd for Bogsing Day, pass me that box.
I’m filling it with the bog as my body does a detox.

An hour or so later three boxes are filled to the brim.
I mustn’t spill them else we’ll all go for a fecal swim.

Pure Pooetry

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