Without warning and out of the blue.
Came a gut feeling, too well I knew.
Immediately I stopped what I was doing.
And rushed to safety for the pooing.
It oozed into the bowl so slowly.
Like slush, this heinous ravioli.
But when I inspected my undergarments…
A discovery to alert all departments.
Strangely I hadn’t felt anything wet.
Yet there it lay, a puddle of spaghett.