The Royal Duty

Today has had a lot of pootential.
But one thing’s been missing and it’s kind of essential.

There’s been no poo, no time alone,
and as a king I need a throne.

I’m quite upset that its taken so long.
Simply put I think its wrong.

A pooper cannot hide all day.
He must provide the poop to be flushed away.

So much life depends on his feces.
Without it extinction, for every species!

Now I’m happy… a chud has been supplied.
My royal duty finished… floating out with the tide.

Pure Pooetry

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