I had a painful poo today

It hurt me through and through

I pushed and pressed and cried in pain

There was nothing I could do

It burned and froze at the same time

I feared that it had horns

Or razors sticking out of it

At the very least some thorns

Women speak of childbirth

Of the pain which they endure

But then they have a lovely child

A thing which they adore

But what have I after such strife

What blessing’s my reward

After going through this thing

This experience I abhorred

Actually it’s sorta cute…

My poop.

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