I had a colonoscopy,
Nothing did it bear
But a cherry pippin polyp
Atop the anal stair
I had a colonoscopy
Nothing did I see
But pouches in the colon
Where faeces frolicked free
I had a colonoscopy
How weird to see my bum
From the outside looking inside
All the way to kingdom come
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