Sitting at the dinner table
Finishing my dish
I feel i've had all that i want
and all for which i could wish.
I hear a noise, so quiet
from where I do not know.
I hear it once more, it's from my belly
Oh crap! I've got to go.
I run to the bathroom as fast as i can
and pull my trousers down.
I find myself on my throne
all I need now is a crown.
With my butt on the seat and hands in fists
i start to go to work.
I try so hard and push so much
I nearly go beserk.
I'm in so much pain
and there's more sounds from my gut
I feel like I am giving birth
to a child from my butt.
I whine, I moan, I yell,
I thrash about
"You stupid brown butt-chocolate!
Please, oh, please get out"
I let the boulder drop on down,
I let it slip and slide
I feel the cold, cool water
splashing on my backside.
I feel relieved and glad
to be through this time of hell
I take a breath, first out then in
"What is that gracious smell?
Is it the soap? Is it the shower?"
I stop, then, to regroup.
Then I realized that that beautiful smell
was actually from my poop!
I turned to see my work of art
and stick my hand right in.
I take my dookie in my palm
and slowly start to grin.
It's now getting late
so I take my poo to bed
I tuck her in, under the covers
and kiss her on the head.
My doo doo and I are married now
we have a great life and we love it
If you think a man can't love a turd
Then you can just shove it.
It's my first, so go easy on me!
Finishing my dish
I feel i've had all that i want
and all for which i could wish.
I hear a noise, so quiet
from where I do not know.
I hear it once more, it's from my belly
Oh crap! I've got to go.
I run to the bathroom as fast as i can
and pull my trousers down.
I find myself on my throne
all I need now is a crown.
With my butt on the seat and hands in fists
i start to go to work.
I try so hard and push so much
I nearly go beserk.
I'm in so much pain
and there's more sounds from my gut
I feel like I am giving birth
to a child from my butt.
I whine, I moan, I yell,
I thrash about
"You stupid brown butt-chocolate!
Please, oh, please get out"
I let the boulder drop on down,
I let it slip and slide
I feel the cold, cool water
splashing on my backside.
I feel relieved and glad
to be through this time of hell
I take a breath, first out then in
"What is that gracious smell?
Is it the soap? Is it the shower?"
I stop, then, to regroup.
Then I realized that that beautiful smell
was actually from my poop!
I turned to see my work of art
and stick my hand right in.
I take my dookie in my palm
and slowly start to grin.
It's now getting late
so I take my poo to bed
I tuck her in, under the covers
and kiss her on the head.
My doo doo and I are married now
we have a great life and we love it
If you think a man can't love a turd
Then you can just shove it.
It's my first, so go easy on me!







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