I went in search of some relief,
From these things that gave me grief.
I gave up booze and at fresh fruit,
But still my bottom had the toots.
I exercised, and got fresh air,
But still my health did not repair.
So, I went to see my doctor friend,
Who recommended they look in that end.
I consumed a drink that tasted foul!
It sure did empty out my bowel.
Then they took a camera that could really bend,
And shoved the thing right up my end.
I think it stretched from my head right to my toes.
But it revealed the cause of all my woes.
They gave me pills and changed my diet.
Now when I eat my bottom doesn’t riot!
So when you ask what comforts me,
It’s having poos that are just like wees!
About the Creator
D-Donohoe
Amateur storyteller, LEGO fanatic, leader, ex-Detective and human. All sorts of stories: some funny, some sad, some a little risqué all of them told from the heart.
Thank you all for your support.
Comments (1)
Hilarious!