Righteousness! It pours
Or rather flows smoothly out
Like blackheads from big pores
When pinched hard from the snout.
Deliciousness! Chicken cutlets, last night
I made well but wanted beer
For washing down, something light
But full of flavor, ya hear!
Ridiculousness! To the toilet it goes
Like a gaping porcelain hole
Awaiting poop morsels, it knows
That me, the one pooping, has no soul.