my diarrhea related mis-haps by jrobinson, literature
Literature
my diarrhea related mis-haps
I felt a rumble in my bowels,
And my guts were making growls:
Diarrhea, Diarrhea.
I was climbing up a tree,
When it dribbled on my knee:
Diarrhea, Diarrhea.
I went to tell my mum,
When it spalatered on my bum:
Diarrhea, Diarrhea.
I sprinted for the can,
But the downward surge began:
Diarrhea, Diarrhea.
It gushed down my leg,
Like a brown, runny egg:
Diarrhea, Diarrhea.
It sludged round me ass,
as a heavy, gooey mass:
Diarrhea, Diarrhea.
Some was compact lumps,
Whearas some was stringy clumps:
Diarrhea, Diarrhea.
There was bits of intact corn,
Undigested and adorn:
Diarrhea, Diarrhea.
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Pen vs. Pencil
Said pen to pencil with dread
They all should use me instead
when writing a letter,
I write so much better,
and you pencils are all full of lead
And cutting off pencils retort
he added you are also quite short
you get splintered and spiny,
I remain sleek and shiny
and you are not a good sport
Said pencil to pen You are right,
but you stil have not won the fight.
You are tall but are stout
I grow short you run out
oh yes, and I think it's Graphite
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