A two hour trip with no bathroom break,
Holding it in had been a bad mistake.
Arriving home, his friend beat him inside.
He waited, crouching; he could have cried.
Finally done, he threw his mate aside cursing his name.
Upon sitting down he groaned… his friend had poor aim.
Tuesday, 31 March 2009
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