I went to the room of horrors
where I found a stinky dough.
Well, it looked so delicious,
you know, I ate it so.
Though it was so stinky
but there written – O Merry Ho!
And it looked so delicious,
but became my friendly foe.
The dough Aye, made me sick
I had to go to the trough,
to take it out with a prick.
Oh! I felt so low.
And there a sudden kick
really, now it had to flow,
I heard a grumbling lion
I found the bathroom, NO!
It was too much,
it was too late to go.
Just before entering,
it came out
OH NO!
...(110 words)
#Author's Notes:
I think this has happened with everyone, no matter how embarrassing it may be to share XD. Now people usually come up with two interpretations, as it isn't specified in the poem how does that stinky dough come out. Is it the front? Or the back? I leave that to you ;) Whatever makes you laugh more!!!
But please, do not PM me asking weather this has happened to me or how did it end up! It was embarrassing enough to share such an experience of mine. Moral of the story?
Never eat a stinky dough, that's it......
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