Analysis of Just being around causes poo! At times.

Around.
Poo.
I liked to poo. Then I ate too many beans.
Then I got hemeroids pulling out of me.
They were poo.
The operation hurt like a bullet.
Even the nurses didn't know what to do.
Poo. Their tea burnt too. Phew, then I'll be gone.
Now my but is in agony when I sit, when I stand, when I walk.
It's poo.
Sometimes it doesn't hurt at all, not being mur-dered like most things on TV.
Phew!
My face swelled like gunk in a loo.
That was poo. 9 golden days of restful hurt beyond my imagination.
Cats fuck lol... Kittens ew that's poo.
Life's hard when you spend all night thinking why you even want sex but your body wants to move, nothing but an arch angel, or a God.
Am I trying to be God?
That's poo.
There'd be no one left to follow but your mind down the rabbit hole.
Cool? No, poo.
You'll try to live too. Hop little bunny.
Sometimes you'll be the shit, poo.
Sometimes the poo!
Hard hitting shit right? Wrong?