"Shit Attack" by Alexander The Poet 

I run fast, to the bowl,
And I start, to moan and shout
For my, number one goal,
Is for the shit, to come out

I reach down, deep inside,
And I grab, on to a rail
Then out, shit starts to slide,
As shit prepares, to set sail

Sometimes shit, makes a splash,
As the shit, hits the water
Shit may come out, as hash,
Or come out, as a floater

As I prepare to flush,
I pray that shit, don't come back
And my sore, ass cheeks blush,
For they had, a shit attack


THE END ?