I hate it whenyou know you're
going to have topoop soon, but not yet,
and you're on your wayto work
(or a court dateor a TV interview).
You know it's comingsoon, but you don't know
how soon.You could be
in the middle of asentence in meeting
when, suddenly,your stomach begins
to churn andyour bowels begin
escape to a restroomthe moment you need one.
You try to smile andcontinue your interview
(or conference callor cross examination)
with some modicumof decorum, but
all you can think of is"POOP!"
All you want to dois find a nice,
secluded stalland let it fly.
Instead, you're stuckin a light brown room
expected to string turds(I mean words)
together intelligentlywith a pile
(I mean smile).