Continued from Part 2!

I light the match and drop it into the bowl.
Breaking up the brown boulder is the goal.

The lid slammed fast and I sit on it hard.
Any second now til the shite gets charred.

A mighty boom sounds, I’m thrown from my seat.
My pants are singed and my ass feels the heat.

But not for nought, a lesson has been taught.
The clogged craggy rock has been twart!

Triumphantly open the lid but my smile erodes.
Still sitting there, the monstrous mountain load.

Not a mark, no crack, not even a tiny scratch.
This meteorite withstands, I’ve met my match.

Nothing else to it, this boulder will never flush.
It’s broken all my will, and my toilet brush.

I accept the defeat, there’s no more to give.
I’ll move out and find somewhere else to live.