Who talks in a public shitter??
“My dog, she bit her!”
Who gives a shit?
Hang up and shit.
Then get the F out.
Cellphone conversations is not what the public toilet is about.
I hope I see you walking in front of me,
I’ll reach out and kick you in the F-ing knee.
If I could, I’d take a dump on your car.
And light it on fire and film it from afar.
Come out come out!
Butter be crampy!!
I’m about to shout!
Been holding back gases
Watching the world through rose tinted glasses
Betcha think about them asses
As they, walk by and poop, the masses
Never gonna get it!
Not this time boy, you never gonna get it!
As I, shit myself in random acts
And blame it on alternative facts
Fuck Donald Trump!
Put your fist up and and pump.
Yo, this was a rap.
Beef chili lettuce wraps
chocolate balls Filled with frozen cow tit juice
Spewing out my butthole
FIERY AND FAST!
I eat knowing poo must follow
Shit on my carpets?? Poop in my shoe?
Crapper American pyrex, unrelated to shit
But the English make better pyrex, so I’m calling it quits.
Ever wonder how the rich shit?
Is it better than where I sit?
Do any still have Grooms of the Stool?
That most prestigious fool?
Who attends the royal bum
With the tender care of a mum
But holds untold political power
Even though may be prey to a royal golden shower?
Who can say, and would I actually desire
Another to wipe my ass for hire?
No, I do need such whore
I’d rather shit like the poor.
Can we just take a minute here
To recognize the unspoken element
Of each poop we take and hold dear
That’s always accompanied by another repellent?
It’s what Putin might, hopefully, have on Trump.
That bodily fluid necessary for a golden shower.
Because I piss, not always the same, with each and every dump.
And today my piss joined in with some mighty, mighty power.
Only 13 minutes until the meeting
This poo has a time limit that cannot be breached
Luckily it’s flowing somewhat nice
But there’s not much time, it bears repeating
And the poo is still coming! Quite beseeched!
Now only nine minutes, will it suffice?
I hate pinching one off
It ruins my day
I need to be done!
5 minutes! Panic aloft!
Must wipe away
This was not fun!
Poopless yesterday, but that’s okay
Heard enough shit from the presser by Trump
And first thing I did was poop today.
And I’m feeling pretty good about this mighty second dump.
It’s no rant on nuclear holocaust
And it’s not a racist quip
But it came at no cost
And I’m feeling quite hip
Cause as soon as I wipe
And wash each hand
I’ll return to the hype
Of the promised land.