John is squealingI did a fine jobHis pooper muscle isn’t really healing.I am facing the toilet pot.It’s not over yetI need a new plot.
This is no longer going to last.I’m sick of John pushing meTo go fastI’m going to hustleTo make sure I am hurting his pooper muscle.
Once I was a big poop.My owner pushed and pushed until his face saw white,After 10 farts or so, I finally saw the light,and transformed into diarrhea soup.