Rubble Trouble

Today I’ve hit a bit of a snag. There is no TP in this toilet, not even a rag.

It wouldn’t be so bad if I had noticed before. But I didn’t, and my pants are already on the floor.

This is a real dilemma as I’ve already started. There’s no turning back now, it’s too late I sharted.

So in this predicament I decide what to do… I hope for a clean break away from my poo.

I flush away my concerning trouble. And pick my pants and hope there’s no rubble…

Pure Pooetry

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