The daily grind can put everyone under stress.
Imagine being a rectum, life would be tough at best.
Thankfully lunch breaks are such a delight.
Providing our bowels with brown insight.
A time to sit back and temporarily unwind.
Allowing release of dark tide from our behinds.
Some people use their breaks to get away.
I however like to let the brown liquid spray.
Others will eat out, go to the bank or post office.
I need to be alone and open up my orifice.
The only errand I make is next to the janitors closet…
I visit the brown bank to make my deposit.
When I’m done it’s back to the hard yakka.
Unless my bowels call again, time for more caca!