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Can't Rhyme For Shit

Roses are red, violets are blue.
I’m off to the toilet to do a shit.

Poo time now cos I ate too many leaks.
So legs apart, I spread my buttocks.

Cheeks are planted with a slap.
Now I commence the royal dump.

Crap oozes out, it’s an enormous log.
Why can’t I rhyme this stinky turd.

Bog as hard as I can, as hard as I might.
I just can’t get this pooem to take off.

Flight of the fecal, watch this poo soar high.
Worst pooem ever, I’m gonna have a sob.

These rhymes stink like my brown disposes.
I wish instead I could smell red flowers.

Pure Pooetry

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