Portending Poos

I'll be honest, I was nervous 
I haven't gone in a stack of days
Godzilla poo, I swore this 
poo would be, as I sat here in a daze.

But to my surprise, but not delight
I squeezed an average poo out.
And to my eyes and in this light 
It did portend a fearful future bout.

Knowing and dreading the monster poo
That lies in wait inside my gut
Of everything and all, that I can do
Is pray it will not split my butt.



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