A fucked up night involving me feeling very tired and feeling the need to send an e-mail to Grant and writing a poem about a poo... lmao. Enjoy! -
There was a little poo, all brown and skanky,
He smelt of an arse, and was a bit manky!
He felt quite sad cus he smelt of shit,
so he flushed himself away and was ready to quit.
But alas, he was too big to go down the bog,
he was nutty and the toilet he did clog.
The water enveloped the smelly big turd,
and drowned him.. How obsurd!
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