Where ends the colon twist,
Where the hole meets the nates,
That's where I export gas,
And it has been burning lately.

I don't have Demerol
For dunged dermis that's shot,
So I'll bathe my fundament
In water that is hot.

I'm gonna soak up the buns.
After I have had the runs,
I've lightened up
(It's expelled, what I shat).
I've got hem'rhoidal pain,
Even wiped with lidocaine--
My hand is cupped.
I'm gonna soak up the buns,
I'm gonna soak up the buns.

I've got a bummy job.
I sit; flaming, my duff.
I'd pried out all the waste
To winnow that crummy stuff.
Be lookin' up, you might see brown
From longitudinal slough.
Some call it crap, some call it poo.

I'm gonna soak up the buns.
After I have had the runs,
I'm tightened up
(Now they're quelled, so that's that).
I've got hem'rhoidal pain,
Even wiped with lidocaine.
Gone's what I'd supped

I'm gonna soak up the buns.
Now that I'm free,
I'm gonna soak up the buns
After what rolled out o' me.

It's passed: my ass-purge suite,
But there's still clingers on me.
It feels like branded hide, butt pains me.
Swipe the bum with aloe v.
Drecky rime is still around;
Into a tub I'll ease me down.
As the water hits each glute
And then I commence to ablute,
Bubbles burst from a toot.

I'm gonna soak up the buns.
After I have had the runs,
I'm tightened up
(Now they're quelled, so that's that).
I've got hem'rhoidal pain,
Even wiped with lidocaine.
I'm in the tub.

I am soaking up the buns.
Got some farty waves goin';
Hope it's just air blowin'.