[ WP ] I won a bet . My friend has to read a poem in front of a live audience at a poetry reading tomorrow night . I get to write whatever I want for his poem . Help me write this poem .

Poop is love, poop is life, poop is freedom, poop is ripe, poop is the town across the lake, poop is the clown with the fake smile and $ 2 condoms. 
 
 Poop is everywhere, poop is nowhere, poop is the ever evolving ever growing idea of hope that soon fades away while the toilet paper of the world runs out on you for a 5k marathon lover. 
 
 Poop is the solid institution of the world while `` the flush'' is only the mere perception, the turd, the golden nugget might take you down but will reincarnate with renewed vigor. 
 
 Be the turd, be the shit, you might get flushed down a bit but `` you'll be back'' and this time your going to put some pressure on the heels of rigormortis... 
 
 *drop the mic after reading `` rigormortis'' but wait a few seconds for applause before doing so. *
