I’m hit with an overwhelming urge…
To commit the most dire of purge.
This awful feeling has taken me hostage.
I must immediately release brown sausage.
My gut is spinning and I’m losing control.
Make way, I desperately need the bowl!
I stand up but must remain hunched…
My bowels may spew out my lunch.
Steadily I head for the toilet sanctuary.
A place to offload this nasty Cadbury.
Each step is a risk of pants oblivion.
Avoid becoming a shit-flinging simian!
Destination met, but I struggle with seating.
This stubborn buckle, will-power is fleeting.
But I yank down my dacks in the nick of time…
And air-blast a runny torrent of enzymes!
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