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zealous solemn namaste kowtowing loo

zealous solemn namaste kowtowing loo

aside from being worn 
     during mortal kombat firmly braced
full body armor suited up 
     with proctologists safely positioned

     most definitely
     entire body electric en cased
ready as ever to confront 
     another flatulence emitting asshole
 
     solidly debased
 strategically situated, 
     when beginning examination 
     sterile sighted rectal 
     probe positioned nimbly, 

     kept intact, finessed 
     fixedly, exactly, deftly crosshairs 
     with trace excrement carefully erased
     scrutinizing pulsating rectum sphincter muscle 
     observing anus function 

     a posteriori mesne faced
with quotidian regular onslaught 
     moving bowels graced
significant muscled tissued 

     sphincter requisitely 
     performing perfectly lining interlaced 
without any unusually turgid, 
     significantly ragged, or quirkily 
     plugged orifice 
     preventing human waste,

thus if hazardous condition ensued necessitating 
     immediate surgery without haste
perhaps even ass sass mint 
     by a gastroenterologist
 
     if patient suffers from 
     irritable bowel syndrome  
      where fore (Juliet) defecation sanitized      
scrutinizing expulsion of human waste,

or if defecation thick as petrified paste
which warrants squeezing tight 
     begetting a hemorrhoid  
     as son young (gush) moon like cheeks 
     put thru severe weathering pace.

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