There Goes The Flow

A stink from below has caused a great offence.
Time to ooze a chocolate soft serve dispense.

But without a loo anywhere in sight…
I fear my pants may get filled with shite.

I just remembered I came totally prepared!
I’m wearing a nappy, so I am not scared!

In fact, I might as well just let this one go.
And with a small grunt, there goes the flow.

This was quite convenient, I’ll do this more often.
I kept working at my job, there was no stoppin’!

Though, I think my co-workers may be concerned…
I’m a swim instructor and the water colour’s turned.

Pure Pooetry

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