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Friday Fecal Failure

Burger was rich and delicious.
And I was far from suspicious.
But the eruption was late.
Delayed fecal fate.
This shit was all too seditious.

A late arvo coffee should help it along.
This my undoing, was so very wrong.
An internal mud slide.
I held on till I cried.
Rectum needed to sing it’s song.

To the toilet I made a dash.
My cheeks and seat did pash.
The eye opened wide.
A flooding from inside.
My bowels were evacuated in a flash.

Pure Pooetry

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