Where You Gunna Shit?

Poem, Silly 1 Minute

To all the crowds heading to the beach,
Sitting in traffic cos you’re starting to miss it,
Common-sense and gratitude gone out the window,
You know you’re just a try-hard for that Darwin award;

Where you gunna shit?
Where you gunna shit?
Where you gunna shit when you’re at the beach?

Where you gunna shit?
Where you gunna shit?
There’s fuck-all open,
Nary an amenity,

So where you gunna shit?
Where you gunna piss?
Where you gunna sit?
Oh yeah,
We didn’t think of it!

๐Ÿคฆโ€โ™‚๏ธ

๐ŸŒŠ๐Ÿ’ฉ๐Ÿ’ฆ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿฆฎ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆฏ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฏ

๐ŸŒช

Yo!?
Where yo’ brain at y’all??

Published by ๐‘น๐’๐‘ฉ๐‘ฐ๐‘ต ๐Ÿช

I write poems which are mental health-themed, creative or humourous :). Within mental health I write a lot about: ADHD, OCD, anxiety, autism, emotional traumaโ€” usually with an optimistic slant. My goals for my blog are to give myself a therapeutic, creative outlet whilst also being able to connect with and relate to other people.

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8 thoughts on “Where You Gunna Shit?”

    1. Go in the ocean to do a shit, go in the sea to do a pee. No, that was my worry! Hence the stream of emojis at the end ๐Ÿ˜†. Sea would definitely be chilly at the moment!

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    1. ๐Ÿ˜ that was exactly the intention, great!! ๐Ÿ˜„

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