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Sep 2020
My tummy rumbled well
It was more like it grumbled.. it must have been hungry and wanted some food.. so I fed it chicken that was finger lickin’ and it sent a loud belch that was ever so rude..

Well I drank down a drink it was peppermint I think.. I’d heard that was wise when your stomache was wrong.. but then my *** farted when me and my spouse parted..that tummy of mine let out a strong pong

My guts and me have a right job you see.. coz it doesn’t appreciate the food that I eat.. Diverticulitis is just like colitis.. a Doctor told me that was what I had got.. and sometimes I am fine and other times I am not.. when I spend all night and day just sat on the ***
Written by
Jill Tait
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