Porcelain Pooetry Narrated · Shared

National Nachos Day

You mix fried bread with cheese, unaware of your surroundings.

You’re gonna ascend at least five rows as you dread this rectal pounding.

On top of that, you see a line, and there clearly should be more stalls.

And when you burst, you can only pray your secret stays between these walls.

A Porcelain Pooetry narrator

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