Sometimes when I take a shit,

I ponder how to make it quick,

Because I can’t stop, I admit,

Thinking about this stupid brick,

It lies here within my chest,

Controlling now my thoughts,

Contaminating this toilet time for rest,

As this happens kinda lots,

I just may have to quit,

Because of how much I really don’t have to shit.

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