Debt

A little greasy, but excellently easy

An early Poop arrived, for which I’ve always strived

Helping to lift, my mood, such a gift


For today I am down, lower than a frown


Debt unrelenting, no options presenting


A clear way out, filling me with doubt


It’s a sad affair, to be pulling one’s hair


In grief, caused by a fear of no relief


From the pressure, now beyond measure.


But aside from it, I’ve had a good shit.


Good day.

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