I walk to the last room, in the hall, the bathroom,
got a spasm in my stomache, I want it to pass soon,
opening the door, holding more than my butt can leak,
I'm stuck and weak, I sit down I might just bust the seat,
my inside, (yeah) is turning and tossing,
I'm burning from exhaustion, as I sit squirming with caution,
first a, plip and a ploop, my butts getting too loose,
I'm sick as I choose, to ****, I need a different exuse,
so I open a mag, and I can't focus I'm mad,
so I'm closing the mag, not hoping this drags,
but it does, the smells invading my nostrils,
making me bobble, I hate it, I wobble,
to get all of the waste out, I let out a great "ouch",
my face pout, as I wish I didn't get take out,
now it's settling, I get the tissue to wipe,
issues of life down the toilet, was a critical fight,
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