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The Running Marathon

Is this a marathon? I think I’ve got the runs…
And believe you me this isn’t at all fun.

Within this bowl, there’s horrible splatter.
Thankfully no rock solids to cause a shatter.

And the smell is horrible and making me cringe.
Will I ever learn with my Macca’s binge?

Plus upon my brow, there are beads of sweat.
How much more strenuous can this get?

Hopefully, soon I finish this race.
I can’t keep up this sickening pace.

At last, it’s over! A mix of gas and foul slime.
A roll of toilet paper later and I cross the finish line.

Pure Pooetry

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