I feel poorly

I’m a man with a plan, let me try, if I can, to regale you with stories of mirth.

But you’ll see part of me that that will fill up with glee as I take you from concept to birth.

To be real? That’s the deal as I try to reveal my most darkest of character traits.

So I’ll say, if I may, that today is the day that I sit by myself with no mates.

As I clench, on this bench so I’m able to quench the foul smell that could leek from my bum,

Though I flush as I crush all my sphincters will brush against cloth. Now I’m masking the hum.

But I’ve smelt how I’ve felt as I loosen my belt and the people around me all gag.

Now I know I must go as this shimmering glow could be seen as a trending hashtag!

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