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Pooetry

Not a Friend

Bowels are loaded, bowels are primed.
It’s time to unleash an ounce of slime!

It comes out thick, it comes out fast.
The porcelain receives a mammoth blast!

The stench is mean, the stench is cruel.
Flee at once, don’t inhale this gruel!

And warn your dog don’t drink the water.
The bowl contains a rectal aborter!

So beware the sludge in this s-bend.
This vile substance is not a friend!

Pure Pooetry

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