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No matter what I eat or do, My gut hurts when I eat or poo. Doctor says he’ll take a picture or two, Inside my colon,it’s now hardwired. An evil medical joke they’ve conspired, With camera hoses and flashlights, Inflating my colon to dizzying heights. Stoned and scared the butt snake will bite us, All this fright just for some mild colitis? I’m A-O.K. but sorely humiliated, From the 20lbs of air I loudly deflated. In the very crowded hospital elevator, A departing nurse joked "smell ya later". I may not die from cancer of colon or anus, But how the prevention does humiliate us. Guilt-ridden, I told my psychiatrist, Of my 3-way doctor-anal-hose tryst. by: Kimarie
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