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POOP GETS ON MY HAND

Been trained since very young
Follow all the rules
My etiquette’s correct
My mom didn’t raise no fools
Supplies are all in order
The chamber room correct
And yet sometimes results
Leave me with such regret
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THOUGH WIPE I DO WITH CARE
AND ALWAYS USE TWO PLY
MISTAKES NOW AND AGAIN
CAN LEAVE ME ASKING WHY
A HORRIBLE EVENT
I REALLY CANNOT STAND
ITS MAKES ME SICK TO DEATH
WHEN POOP GETS ON MY HAND

My Lord what shall I do
With wiping not complete
Yet wash my hands I must
I’m stuck in incomplete
The sink too far away
Yet look what’s on my hand!
Good Lord I feel I’ll die
I cannot let this stand

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BRIDGE

Sometimes life just aint fair
With troubles more than few
But this just makes me gag
Or Lord don’t let me spew
Invest some extra time
To make the perfect square
The moment of truth
Must execute
And wipe with extra care

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