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Old 07-24-2019, 12:51 PM   #4
Posts: 293

been three years
since ive passed a shit
can't seem to hit that toilet mitt

so take a seat,
if you have time,
and ill paint you a typical night in rhyme:

full moon rising
bowels aflutter
backed up like an unclean gutter

wife is sleeping
night birds cheeping
kung pao through my butt is creeping

cheeks are flapping
farts come clapping
below me water gently lapping

progress slow
but not too shabby
make eye contact with my tabby

but hours pass
and morning light
illuminates my disgraceful plight

hear wifey stir
"hun i hate to ask,
but will you please breathe on my ass?"

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