Toilet bowl keeps overflowin'
All the way to my feet and up to my knees
I let a loud one rip, didn't get a grip
Fell in past my waist and splashed in my face
Kids screaming down the hall
Was just smokin' a menthol
And just as I walked in
I realized I forgot my pen
Ideas spilling forth
I guess I pushed with too much force
The wife screamin' somethin'
But according to her I know nothin'
And now I'm lookin' to wipe
But all the toilet paper has been swiped
Now it feels like I'm packin'
A bazooka in my back end
With my pants full of shit
I walk out to take another hit
--Toilet Bowl
*I wrote this as a result of "stuff" that is going on in my life at the moment. Just an ode to how when it rains it pours.
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