Boy! What a gigantic turd I just did.
It had as many logs as tentacles to a squid.
And the loggy tentacles had suction cups.
So to the porcelain walls each log got stuck.
Then did come the dreaded squid ink.
A sloppy concoction of brown water and stink.
At high velocity, the cloud was shot.
Covering everything in its path with rectal snot.
Such a disgusting mess could never ever be cleaned.
This porcelain throne will never again share its sheen.
This monster was dumped where I’m currently employed.
So I’m not going to flush… I’ll leave this throne destroyed.