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Pooetry

The Highway Turd: Part I

I was a highwayman, along the white rim I did slide.

Shooting nuggets from my hide.

Many a white throne lost the glimmer to my stains.

Many a fecal was flushed out down the drain.

I ran out of paper, in the spring of 25, but I, I could still wipe.

Pure Pooetry

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