Lost Notes

I held my poo for far too long

I sat and waited for the stall

I lost the notes of my poo’s song

My neighbor, his poo sang constant, echoing off the wall.

Later I shall eat, chilly

And poo again, I hope

For it is quite silly

To sit here and cope

With such a meager pooping after waiting for so long.

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