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I was stuck in traffic
Just the other day
When a certain feeling hit me
In a most horrific way

I felt a pressure building
It's happened more than once
But the fact I didn't learn
Made me feel just like a dunce

Sweat was on my forehead
My foot was on the brake
"LET'S GET THIS TRAFFIC MOVING!!"
I said for goodness sake

I've got to reach an exit
To answer natures call
I'd settle for a tree or shrub
But I prefer a stall

The cars then started moving
I thought, "I'll make it through"
But ten feet brought another halt
Now here comes number two

My forehead sweat is beading
As internal pressure builds
I dread to think what happens
If my need is not fulfilled

The guy beside me's drinking
From a Big Gulp soda cup
Unconcerned of progress
As I watch him turn it up

Again we start to moving
I can see the end in sight
A blue sign shows the promise
Of a restaraunts delight

It's not their food I'm seeking
But their plumbing there within
I'll be glad to order something
If that's what it takes to win

I've got one lane to change
So I put my blinker on
I hope the guy back to my right
Can see what's going on

Here we go. We start to roll
The guy gives me a space
It's just another fifty feet
To help me end my race

I grit my teeth and grip the wheel
With bowels and bladder full
I make it to the exit
And I pray to save my soul

I finally reach the turning point
But then the light turns red
I wonder if there's someone
Out there messing with my head

With muscles growing weaker
I hope that I don't seep
The pain that I'm enduring
Is enough to make me weep

But then the light turns green
And we're free to move along
"Lord just let me make it
Before anything goes wrong"

I turn into a parking lot
And find the nearest space
I park my car and jump out
Then I'm off to run the race

I find the restroom there inside
The one that's marked for men
I turn the knob and find it locked
DAMN!! Where does it end?

I dance around and grab myself
And then I hear a flush
My eyes roll back into my head
I feel a certain rush

I know the moment's near at hand
When I can have some peace
Just get that bastard outta there
So I can feel release


Rockman  :-)
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