Mac and Bleed

I ate a bunch of Mac and cheese

And one large beer.

I had hope my poo would come with ease

Assuage my constant fear.

It came, but not without a fight

Giving me a shiver

I almost cried, it was quite a sight

A jagged tiny sliver

I wiped away the poop and tears

Suppressing a whimper

And perhaps I smile as the pain clears

And begin to feel a little chipper.

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