A liquid explosion down south has erupted.
Leaving a stain in my pants, grossly corrupted.
Clenching tightly I hold the grease at bay.
Hoping it won’t seep out, but it won’t stay.
Now I must wipe as my turd teacher instructed.
This poose juice has left a distasteful stain.
On the plus side I endured zero pain.
But the awful mark it left won’t come out.
It must have been that rich sauerkraut.
Oh no, here comes another pouring of brown rain.
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