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Labyrinth of the Latrine

Once the pushing has passed, and the turd is no longer the issue
You know this won't go fast, you face the labyrinth of tissue
It's all because of you, the global deforestation
All in your pitiful attempts, of butthole restoration
You spend hours in the john, cleaning up the slop
Never reaching the center, of the tootsie pop
You've been wiping for so long
Noticing the stench, as the log sours
What you're about to do is wrong
Anus unquenched, you pull up trousers
Written by Girthquake
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Where my hairy assholes at?
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