Shameful Exit

Valve wide open, the pressure applied.
Spackling the bowl of my porcelain ride.

Squeeze and pinch, grunt and wince-making ungodly sound.
My stall neighbour chuckles and laughs out loud.

Finally, I am done with this crazy shit.
Embarrassed to leave my stall till all that witnessed have split.


By Guest Pooet, Fartimus Rhyme

Pure Pooetry

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