Don’t Wipe Back in Anger

I’ve anger in my heart, anger in my bowels.
I wiped too hard and released a howl.

I’m furious at this coarse paper thread.
After I wiped harshly I was seeing red.

There was also a fair bit of brown.
But twas the pain that gave this frown.

Such fury I feel toward all of mankind.
We are the stain on the Earth’s behind.

Humanity is the doo laying in the gutter.
I won’t hesitate to press the flusher.

Pure Pooetry

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