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The Fecal Clutz Who Squashed His Nuts!

Why oh why am I such a clutz? I went for a poo and sat on my nuts.

As I sat I felt the pain, I guess my manliness is only to blame.

When the pain left it was time to begin, I had to release from my anus what was within.

It rushed on out and made a terrific sound, so much waste, no water to be found.

A sour mash a tremendous pile, and whats in the air is nothing short of vile.

I better hurry and make my escape, I’ve destroyed this bowl and my freedom awaits.

Pure Pooetry

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