This heinous deed is known by many names.
But what it is not, is a fun loving game.

For poohaps the third time in my life…
My finger slipped into the brown strife.

I’ve always feared this dreaded connection.
Suddenly pale had become my complexion.

I ran to the sink to remedy this quandary.
Desperately I must remove this mockery.

So I washed and scrubbed and I cleaned…
To remove any trace of tainted baked bean.

Finally, I was free from the sticky finger curse.
Only I forgot to wipe my stinky flesh purse.