A bad experience

by Dustin Dillard   Aug 21, 2006


You hear the grunts and harsh moans.
People hear the eerie sounds listening from their homes.
You're feeling uneasy and tense on the inside.
You know what your feeling but you try to put it aside.
Things aren't going how you planned, now your ashamed.
Sitting there sweating hoping you don't get blamed.
You hear one last sound but it's only a murmur.
You stand up and your stance is firmer.
Now with an enormous smile you feel splendid.
Your enthusiastic and over joyed that it finally ended.
So you flush the toilet.

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