the fire of digestion is god’s gift to proud man;

The fire of digestion is god’s gift to proud man;
Without a good shit man lives his life on the can!

Prometheus stole the fire that bound him to rock;
Daily, the eagle tears his liver and courage mocks.

To digest experience is the human condition:
To not crap it out is most foul and original sin.

Think of your friends who suffer from constipation;
How many of them confide about such with elation?

The root of honesty is never to strain for the truth;
It should be smooth and easy, never hard or uncouth.

Agni is a precious gift that must be well tended;
Neglect it and your bowels will be terribly offended.

This present age is a time of unnatural behavior;
The toilet has become our throne and holy savior!

Darvish praises the god of culture for his sacrifice;
To squat and take a perfect shit is worth the price!

 

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