Poo Poetry, 2

Immediate panic at the red in the bowl!
Thoughts racing wild and troubling my soul.
Disease or a parasite in my intestinal tract?
Heart racing and worrying till my mind sees the fact
That I’ve been juicing and drinking
Which then had me thinking
The concoctions I’ve been making
That have my bowels shaking
Have one thing included on the ingredient sheet
The blood red tuber, known as the beet.
Relief settles in on the toilet seat
And it’s time to wipe and get back to my feet.

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