I sit there,
On my pearl white throne.
A nifty handle sits beside me,
As I text on my phone.
I feel it coming, as a rumble is heard.
I squinch up my face, grunt, and there it is.
A giant brown turd.

It's rather nasty and bubbly
As I look at my poop.
It's a very large puddle,
A bunch of brown gloop.
I touch the silver handle, push it a bit,
The water roars like a monster, throwing a fit.

I look to my right, and there is no magical tissue
"Hmm!" I say, "We have an issue."
Then I look to my left, and I end my session of gripe,
I grabbed a fresh roll and began to wipe.

My movement is done,
The end of my bowel run.
I flush once more,
But my butt is now sore.
As I walk out the door,
I turn out the light.
I have to admit,
That fecal adventure gave me quite a fright!