Late two Days

There's an abundance of splasm on the wall
accompanied by the blood on the stall
The area's appearance is not good at all

arising from the John, a chunk of bone
it looks like a head, it's not acurately known
an aggressive man the scenery shown
altogether we gathered the body
an adolescent probally stuffed him in the body
and in the confusion, I said "all right, I did it buddy"
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