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!