Plop n Chop

Take deep breaths, in and out.
Turtle head is brown like stout.

Cautiously peering into the light.
Relaxed, but ready to grip tight.

Protruding, the neck does extend.
Out from the safety of my end.

Now’s the time! Death is swift!
Toilet gets it’s turtle head gift.

Pure Pooetry

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