Coffee, Pooetry

Smells So Familiar

Here I stand, taking a big ol’ whiz.
Then the smell hits me, there it is.
This wee stinks of espresso coffee.
Soon I’ll release a competing toffee.
Only it’s scent will be the brown biz.

Deuce slumps out and stench wafts in.
The smell is thick like pure brown sin.
This reek is much too familiar.
And one thing is quite peculiar.
I forgot to sit and missed the porcelain bin.

Pure Pooetry

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