One Fatal Mistake

Straight to the toilets after lunch.
Undies were in such a bunch.

My butt was having a bit of a fit.
It’s contents were no ordinary shit.

I could feel the urgency in the air.
I must avoid the messy affair.

Into the cubicle and locking the door…
Lightning fast I remove my drawers.

Shockingly, as soon as I had sat…
Flooding outward came the scat.

Barely had my cheeks touched down…
And already the flowing went to town.

Such volumes blasting down and out.
It could have ended a farmer’s drought.

In my haste, I made one fatal mistake…
No paper to absorb the chocolate milkshake.

Pure Pooetry

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