I just remembered one of my favorite poems as a child, and I would like to share this little bit of magic with you all. Here I sit all broken heartedTried to poop, but only fartedLater on I took a chanceTried to fart, but pooped my pants.
Mary had a little lamb She kept it in the lobby And every time a burglar came It's whistled on the Bobby
I'm the boss You do not cross The king of my domain For the day No work, all play Is found in my refrain Love to eat The prime of meat So sad 'til I get some 'Tis so sweet And such a treat Boy, they can be so dumb Hate to dress Give me caress No bother with the slime Have to dig In it real big Archaeology time When I'm beat I have a seat Take my favorite spot No compete It's so complete Out of my royal cot! Here to stay I love to lay Napping is not a farse I'm a dog Who's a couch hog So move your big fat a**!
Roses are red, Violets are blue. Be my Valentine, I'm waiting for you. Blood is red, Bruises are blue, Don't say 'no'
Here I sit all broken hearted Tried to poop, but only farted Later on I took a chance Tried to fart, but pooped my pants. #Stolen