O Gravity! Help me with my task
of relieving my bladder, and do it fast
For without the touch you provide
My poo would stay in my belly
No matter what the tide
-by the Throne Master
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WHEN NATURE CALLS, WE SEND BACK A TEXT
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When nature calls, the thoughts begin
A poem forms from the gaseous winds
And all the petty problems of the day
With one big flush get washed away
Inscribe these thoughts and you'll soon see
Its a one way ticket to immortality
A poem forms from the gaseous winds
And all the petty problems of the day
With one big flush get washed away
Inscribe these thoughts and you'll soon see
Its a one way ticket to immortality
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