i sat down on a loaf of bread.
it whooshed like a whoopie cushion
you used could buy at the local joke store.
it was almost all the food i had,
that and a little peanut butter.
i'll have to eat it anyway,
misshapen thing that it is.
it bears the imprint of my behind.
it's best to look before you sit.
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