pink on the out side
it is dark and quiet
only it's head is held
above the bubbles
effervescent a poo is present.
It scintillates oily, Lot's toilet water
the brown one feels, soft on my skin ';
I didn't; eat of the import,
which yellow white floats made from corn';
Jug' s poke with the poo inside it.
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