Billow

there sat in the window of one,

sitting and his face with a grin,

thinking it might be fun,

he tried to make a number two,

to try to make a poo,

to a neighbour of three,

his landlord got angry,

it blinded everyone that could see,

he pulled up his pants as quick as could be,

to run to the toilet,

as fast as one, two, three.

By: Ethan McCloskey

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