Mach 3

I was unprepared for how quickly it came.

It must have been quietly resting behind the wall.

For when I sat on the pot, it burst forth with no shame.

And easily too, it must be said of its fall.

Twas a poo of soft substance and barely a smell.

Filling the bowl and wiping away clean

Much, much better than yesterday and it’s hell.

And now I am empty and feeling quite lean.

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