Saturday, March 16, 2013

The Daily Struggle of Man

As I strain and struggle my face turns red
I push and all the blood rushes to my head
I turn and yell to my son afar
"Damn it, hurry up and bring me a crowbar!"
As I strain, I feel the dizziness in my head
I think if this doesn't drop soon I'll be dead
When I push I feel hot pain all over
But if I stop it will be much worse
I push harder and start to curse
Pretty soon if I don't hear a plop
I will pass out, on the floor I'll drop
I feel the tear as it starts to crown
Then I feel relief as it falls down
So now that my veins have all burst in my head
I flush the toilet and go back to bed

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