I doo doo'd in my pants And love the way it feels The poo poo in my pants Slithers down like eels
I am the **** snail
I scooch my **** along the floor Leaving a trail of ***** matter Caking the floor in **** Call that my doo doo batter
I am the **** snail
I bring with me demise, As I dawn my **** disguise Hiding my empty pit With this veil of stinky ****
I am the **** snail
Twilight blooms, so does my prolapse Leaving stains along your doormats
I am the **** snail
The smell of **** floods your home It's oddly comforting You're no longer alone
I am the **** snail.
My foul odor calls, it beckons Drawing people out from all directions They all squat down And spread their ***** Trailing behind me Their butts streak the grasses
WE are the **** snails
I would like to formally apologize for having written whatever this is. I, shamefully, admit I giggled throughout writing this.