Men In the Woods
In the woods on a soft green patch
trying to get my pants to unsnapped
Hurrying now as my stomach starts to roar
giving no time to drop my drawers
My face is sweating 'I'm I dying?'
the cramps so bad I feel like crying
With relief it hits the ground
thanking God I have no crowd
But what's that sound I hear
humming above the ground?
Thousands of flies coming in to score
up and running I leave behind my drawers
Back at camp my buddies start laughing
when I notice my pants are on backward and I'm still crapping.
Contest: Everyone Poops sponsored by: Roy Jerden Placed 5th
T Reams
Copyright © Tammy Reams | Year Posted 2015
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