I lied to you this evening
When I said that I was fine.
Truth is I feel rusty
Like I used WD-39.
I lied to you this evening
When I said that I was fine.
Truth is I feel rusty
Like I used WD-39.
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There was too much water,
At least a gallon or two.
Little intestine was struggling
To make some pee for you.
The intestine thought “I think I can.”
As it turned out, he could.
If you didn’t like this poem
Small intestine says “you should.”
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