The throne shined white, whiter than snow…
But soon that would change, it would lose its glow.
Something was brewing my fecal friends.
Hazardous to my ass and the throne’s s-bend.
Magnitude was great and the pressure was rising.
I needed a toilet… there was no compromising.
At the throne, I arrived safe and sound.
Now I was able to release the hazardous mound.
I braced myself not knowing what to expect.
But I never imagined from the seat I would eject.
Turbulence grew and a mighty rumble was heard.
Then the mass erupted like a volcano of turd!