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Pooetry

Paid in Full

My cheeks were planted and my turd exploded.
I have no doubt the porcelain will be eroded.

It was a violent eruption that splattered on the bowl,
clearly my angry turd doesn’t have a soul.

Necking four coffees in less than two hours…
An excellent way to be pushing up flowers.

But now that the deed is done I’m feeling much better.
My account has been paid to the fecal debtor.

Pure Pooetry

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