Topic: An early Morning walk | |
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Edited by
rapsscallion
on
Fri 07/25/14 03:19 PM
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I ached my back scratched my arse spat in the gutter,
and farted. Then furtively looked around to see if anyone had seen my exploits. I am good, but my work often goes unnoticed. Anyway I needed a S**t, so I walked with small steps, backside clenched as if holding a sixpence. R |
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In the context of the poem? Getting it out is not the problemo.
But thanks anyway |
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