MANEUVERABLE MANURE-

"Running through a mile of wasted compiled vile I find myself conflicted sitting in a position groaning I'm foul planting a seed of tan and brown the snake comes out of me and it flees deposited manure Gastly every movement is not pure, sometime it's deterred so now I gravitate as I clasp my cheeks out from the plummets from the tests intestinal ... verbiage I'm not on my knees Yet, yes I bow down bowel comes out of me What I just planted was healthy indeed it was a groupings of so many seeds running in through my garden or would you pardon Me as I sit posture above a toilet and now I let Go of the grouping for you see is my bowels moving My waste has been displaced into a porcelain throne filled with water clear as I touch the handle it's spirals down Maneuvered Manure the tunnel to eventually become one with the sewer"