I can' t resist. There are just so many things that rhyme with poo and pants. Hope this lightens some spirits tonight!
Tomorrow is another day,
A formed BM I'll see I pray,
I will not poo inside my pants,
I will not do the "bathroom" dance,
I'll not resort to "buns of steel",
To keep me there behind the wheel,
I'll get to work on time you'll see,
No change of clothes for me, yipee!
I'll have no need to "poop and dash",
No desk drawer with an underwear stash,
No baby wipes inside my purse,
I've broken the evil squirtin' curse!
I'll run, I'll swim, I'll bike, I'll hike,
I'll eat up all the foods I like.
No tummy ache, no bloating, no!
No need to go and go an go,
I'll make it through the day, you'll see,
And feel just like the "good ol'" me!
My tummy: flat, my butt: not sore,
My GI tract purrs not roars,
Can this be? Is this a joke?
Oh wait, (yawn), I just awoke.