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Pooetry

My Poor Behind

Today it’s back to work, back to the grind.
Honestly it’s welcomed for my poor behind.

While this holiday period has been quite nice…
The stuff I’ve been eating, my anus has paid the price.

In fact just now after scoffing a delicious pizza…
I’ve rushed to the loo to birth a foul brown creature.

Out it sputters, like a summer water sprinkler.
Repetitious blasting spray of wet brown glitter.

Aroma is so rancid, not unlike broccoli and beans.
I dash outta here and forego wiping myself clean.

Pure Pooetry

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