Poopocalypse: The Poopy War

Oh no, here we go again

A messy story, I can't pretend

Stinky disasters, oh what a sight

Hope the fire department's in sight

A spicy noodle mess, the aftermath, it burns

Toxic green goo, now it's my turn

Slipping on the fumes, gas so intense

Clogged up the throne, got no defense

Sweat and stink, a greasy disgrace

Now I sit and fear the wipe's pace

Poops everywhere, a tidal wave

Lost pounds in the brown cave

Poop poo poo poop poop poo poopy Poopocalypse, an unholy mess

Falling apart, I confess

Empty the tank, chaos ensues

This toilet's seen the worst of dues

Poopocalypse, can't escape

In this stink, I reshape

Oh, what a ride, this funky hell

Tell the story I won't tell

Should I call for aid, or just stay?

Burning sensations, won't go away

Runnin' and clogg'in', a brown cascade

Hope someone finds me in this parade

Emerging from the porcelain war

New messes, I can't ignore

Clean up brave, wipe away the scorn

Until next time, till it's reborn