I thought this one would be short and sweet.
Like a Silent But Deadly, but not discreet.
However, when I took this morn’s poop.
It felt stranger than the usual goop.
Instead of the expected meaty log.
Out came a rather soggy, slimy bog.
In my head some eerie music played.
And in the air, the terrible stink stayed.
So I quickly wiped, flushed and moved on.
Anything to escape this horrid pong!
But somehow the door was locked, I was trapped!
Stuck in here with the filth that I’d crapped!
Oops, it was just my foot against the door!
And on my shoe, evidence of brown gore.