This spikey little nugget, on the cusp of it’s debut…
Instead of an outing, it’s a stubborn steadfast poo!
I’ll try to push it out with a locomotive poo train.
But there’s no scheduled departures only the feeling of grain.
The clench and release technique doesn’t really help.
I could use a fork, but that will make me scream and yelp.
This spikey lil blob is costing me time and money.
Can I claim taxes on what was once milk and honey?
If only I were an accountant I could work it out with a pencil.
So instead I have to settle for a nearby kitchen utensil.