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Pooetry

On A Mission

It’s such a great feeling the morning glory dump. And especially being Wednesday the weekly day of hump.

It’s cool and fresh and somewhat eerie, and until I have my morning coffee I shall remain quite weary.

I walk the stairs to my destination, when I arrive there better not be any constipation.

I’m walking with a purpose I have a job to do. My cheeks shall plant and I’ll thunderously poo.

Ahh there it is my cheeks have touched down! Now I can relax and sit while I release this brown.

Pure Pooetry

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