One eerie night the wind did blow.
The wind outside and the wind below.
Outside was cold but inside was warm.
My pending deuce was brewing a storm.
The wind grew stronger and then came the rain.
We were trapped inside with the stench of the slain.
Tensions arose as I kept us warm.
With soothing trumps until my jocks were torn.
So off I went to deliver ventilation.
But I came down with a case of constipation.
What could I do? It was a matter of urgency!
My home was soon becoming a stinky emergency!
I pushed and groaned then found relief!
It’s much easier to poop sitting on the seat.