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Sep 27
Do not poo-poo the ****, my friend,
it is nature’s truth from end to end.
A daily gift, a humble sign,
that all is working, all is fine.

Doctors may boast of pills and care,
but nothing speaks like what is down there.
A **** a day will keep them away,
a throne-room triumph, hip-hip hooray!

So lift your head, sit proud and true,
this sacred duty calls on you.
For in the flush, life’s proof does swoop:
behold the wisdom found in ****.
Written by
Marwan Baytie  55/M/Australia
(55/M/Australia)   
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