roses are grey
violets are grey
i just did a poo
in the hallway
i carry your poo with me(i carry it in
my poo)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear;and whatever is shat
by only me is your shitting,my darling)
i fear
no skidmark(for you are my skidmark,my sweet)i want
no toilet(for beautiful you are my restroom,my true)
and it's you are whatever a fart has always meant
and whatever a potty will always flush is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the roll of the roll and the paper of the paper
and the ass of the ass of a tree called fece;which grows
higher than hole can dump or hand can wipe)
and this is the activity that's keeping the cheeks apart
i carry your poo(i carry it in my poo)