
You crouch there in your little room
With not else much to do
But you’re not sad or filled with gloom
Cause they’ll always come to you
It could be at the break of light
Before they start their day
Or sometimes even late at night
They might come for a stay
They’ll come to you on bended knee
Or set a spell and read a book
Gasping while they worship thee
Or relaxing in your cozy nook
But come what may you never mind
Cause light or dark or day or night
You don’t mind cradling their behind
For any bottom is a welcome sight
I could sit here and I could wax poetic
Spinning praises like a bathroom rapper
Tapping your vibe and dropping words aesthetic
I guess you’d have to call me MC Crapper
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