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In a Tangle

By Dennis HumphreysPublished 9 months ago 1 min read

There are times in life when the food I eat,

Constipates me to take a permanent seat,

Upon ice cold porcelain, the bane of my squat,

I concentrate to gag that receptive pot,

Yet pained, yes startled with my odoriferous feat.


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