Coursing through 32 feet of enigmatic anatomy,
Slithering rapidly with prickled extensions,
Impaling pelvic surroundings…
Lacerations of tubular miracle,
Resonate cripplingly throughout.
Expedient stroll
To the porcelain bowl
Begets rejoice
And rectum’s voice!
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