A silly little poem inspired by my recent birthday. The meter's a bit weird, but then so is the content. Tetrameter-tetrameter-trimeter with an A-B-A rhyme scheme. It's probably lyrical. Ha!
Birthday Poo
A birthday poo. A birthday poo.
That's what I'm gonna do today
When I go to the loo.
Behold, on this auspicious day,
My faecal matter's magical.
Three cheers! Hip hip hooray!
It's not a plain or normal turd.
It's gonna make the greatest plop
Your ears have ever heard.
You'll want this special excrement
But after midnight tolls, alas...
It brings your detriment.
So hurry up and grab my cack
Of annivers'ry potency.
But please don't give it back!
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