There’s a brand of porcelain named Fowler.
Made specifically to contain the goo of sour.
But when it gets clogged to the max…
You’ll see an overflowing of brown wax.
And then flushing will have no power.
In such desperate times like these.
You’ll drop and beg on your knees.
A desperate prayer to The God of Poo…
Please let the brown flow in this loo!
Anything to stop the flooding of rectal sleaze.
When it fails, a thousand curses on Fowler!
No more brown can this toilet devour.
How dare they stain our carpets in turd!
We’ll bad mouth them with nasty words!
And maybe mail them our rectal chowder.