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I Gotta Go

We sit here comfortably talking
while shopping at the mall,
until a sudden disturbance
when I got my duty call.

Every cloud has a silver lining,
every poop a raging stench,
I've gotta go I'm prairie doggin'
as I sit here on this bench.

I'd climb up any rainbow
and swim the mighty sea,
but I need to go really bad
I must go poop and pee.

A two for one sale
has me dancing on the floor,
no more talk, that's enough
I'm heading for the restroom door.

Author notes

I apologize for this poem. I just couldn't help it. It probably doesn't make much sense anyway. Sorry!

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  • cricketjeff gold member
    April 8, 2008
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    No need to apologise
    I loved it, Thanks very much for entering.