Dreams

My dreams of last night

Woke me with a fright

To the toilet I ran

A fearful man

It must be said

That I feared a turtle head

But my dreams were just that

A dream, for there was no scat

And now too, I poop not

Just loud gas smelling of rot

Lame

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