It sucks when it comes out of nowhere,
With no extra time to spare,
You have to get up and go,
If you don't hurry the feeling will grow,
Now your almost there,
Pacing through this thick heavy air,
Waiting for themm to hurry up,
Or you might just get stuck,
There are last resorts,
It is as rare as quartz,
It comes and goes,
Like how the wind blows,
We think we feel it,
But it goes away when we sit,
Now that I feel this poem is done,
I had a lot of fun,
But the truth is I must flee,
This poem is about me needing to go pee.
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Daily Poetry
PoetryMost days I feel different than the last. So each day I will try to express my feeling, some with just be random some will actually mean something. Enjoy my daily wiseness
