Ate so much pasta I felt gnocchied-up.
Inside me is a soon-to-be brown slup.
But when I went to birth this massive poo…
No crowning, no birthing, nothing came through.
I really need to release this food baby.
I asked if it wanted out, it said "Maybe."
I pleaded and tried to coerce it out nicely.
Thankfully it wasn’t made of hot and spicy.
I considered getting wet and wild.
To pump out this stubborn caca-child.
As luck would have it, it finally flooded free.
I didn’t have to get on my hands and knee.
But it’s birthing was quite a painful session.
Now this stinky bathroom needs a freshen.