Parodies of Emily Dickinson

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I heard a Fly buzz--when I crapped-

The Foulness in the Room

Was like the Foulness in the Field--

After the Crap of Cows--

My Eyes were down--still full of tears--

And Grunts were gathering firm

For that last Onset -when the Shit

Be witnessed--in the Bowl

I swore to God--send this away--

What portion of me be

Unneeded--and then it was

There interposed a Fly--

With Blue--uncertain stumbling Buzz--

Between the bowl--and cheeks--

And then the Sphincter failed--and then--

All I could do was pee--

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I had a Party, in my House

And Revelers to and fro

Kept drinking--drinking--till it seemed

The Room was like a zoo--

And when I was very drunk,

A Sound, like a Kid

Kept crying--crying---till I thought

My Stomach inside out--

And then I heard them lift a Keg

And creep across my Room

With those same Boots of Beer, again,

Then Space---began to swirl,

As all the Heavens were Alive

And my Stomach clearly Full

I stumbled to the Bathroom,

Wasted, puking Beer--

And then the gate in my stomach broke,

And puke came up, and up--

And hit the Water, at every hurl

I Finished--and passed out