Ninja Mastery?

There’s someone in the cubical adjacent.
This is no time to be complacent.

I must dock like a ninja… without a sound.
Leave no traces or evidence to be found.

And I’ve completely blown it, I never stood a chance!
A thunderous trumpet just erupted from my pants!

There’s a vulgar smell then a toilet flush.
My neighbour’s spooked, and out he rushed!

Sadly my ninja schemes did not work out.
Next time I won’t load up on sauerkraut!

Pure Pooetry

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