You Know

When your bowels start rumbling, you know where to go.
Head to the throne, you’ve got brown seeds to sow.

When your gut does a backflip, you know what to do.
Take the seat of porcelain, time for a rear spew.

When you feel weak in the knees and you see red marks.
You’ll know now is time to disembark.

When the paper comes up clean and free of skids.
You’ll know it’s time to flush and close the lid.

Pure Pooetry

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