The One That Got Away
The brown mule was kicking, letting me know… I needed a throne fast so to a throne I did go. …
The brown mule was kicking, letting me know… I needed a throne fast so to a throne I did go. …
Like a slow-moving snail, my poop started to crown. Obviously aware that soon it would drown. It kept its pace …
Ever tried so hard but to no avail? Releasing your brown at the pace of a snail? Well, fear not …
Upon waking this morning I knew something was askew. A sudden and strange feeling that made me want to spew. …