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Royal Member of BonBon Joined: 30 Dec 2007 Posts: 13

Since I've been taking a poetry challenge on FA (look back a couple journals there) I thought I'd share a poem that I wrote a while back, written when I was an EMT and after I went to an aid call where a guy died from a heart attack on the toilet, from grunting to hard apparently=p Anyways, I've done hundreds of poetry challenges in my life, and I showed up a few firefighters with their own challenges. So after the call, one of the firefighters says "let's see you write a poem about that one". So . . . I did. Enjoy it if you can.
Very Happy

Thou hast not shit now for a week
So a toilet dost thou seek
To relieve thy aching colon
That has now become quite swollen

So here I sit, pants around thy knees
I grunt and moan and pant and squeeze
And as thy bowels threaten to burst
I fear I have not seen the worst

Suddenly thy heart ignites in pain
It simply cannot take the strain
So thy heart gives out before thy shit
So now forever here I sit.

Totally original, and I know you won't find it anywhere else on the interent besides FA. I also have a longer poem inspired from this one that's more graphic, but I'll keep that one to myself. Kind of proud of writing this though . . . morbid, I know, but it had to make you smile=) Now go tag a bathroom stall with it!

Rank: Junior Member Joined: 05 Feb 2009 Posts: 124

LOL, I love it... Surprised

Royal Member of BonBon Joined: 31 Jul 2008 Posts: 1578

Hehe. Only problem is that "thou" means "you" and "thy" means "your", so you kept changing between first and second person. Rolling Eyes

Rank: Senior Member Joined: 25 Oct 2008 Posts: 234

Wow, so much for the phrase "Here I sit all brokenhearted" lol.

Rank: Veteran Joined: 24 Apr 2009 Posts: 998

damn, didnt elvis die on the john, as well