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» Poem: Bog
Bog
written by Death Tone
11:55 AM 4/21/05
I sit on the bog and strain like hell
Nothing moves, Im stuck with constipation
I stare at the toilet floor
lost in shitty smells and concentration
I stand up and slip on the pissy wet floor
fall on the toilet handle complete penetration


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