Poem -
January porta potty poem
Here I sit moan and weep
Cause I'm stuck to this ice cold seat
Came out here to drop a load
Now I weep my bums ice cold
Shead a tear for skin and hair
If I jump off my bum will be bare
Boss is calling I must go
If the pain is severe I'll sit in the snow
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