A Toast To Better Future Choices

The stench brushes my nostrils before the log even submerges.

A slowly exiting result of all my culinary urges.

But what, you ask, differentiates this from all my other purges.

I’d say it’s the delayed evacuation on the heels of my rectal power surges.

And what, might I add, do I take away from prior dining splurges.

I shall not tempt a colon always tiptoeing on “the verges.”