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Dear flatulance (dear lord) (Free verse) by Bobjim My colon ablaze
Rectum desperatly clenching
Must let one rip
Let one quietly go
Relief-but sadly too late
I've crapped myself
Dispose of my shorts
But where can they go?
Ah!-clothes for the homeless
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