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The Old Brown Potty Barn
The small brown potty barn
stands in the field on its own.
When you open the small door
two potty seats are shown.
The horse flies are huge
and the bears it might attract.
I dread the walk of doom
and the thought I'll be attacked.
While in the old potty barn
don't look down the two holes.
It's nothing like the toilets
with nice clean potty bowls.
Its smell is getting rather old
after being there for years.
Memories fill the spots
and the side by side calms fears.
If you have to go real bad
and you don't want to be alone.
There's no need to hold it in
when there's a double throne.
So, join me in the potty barn
and don't be afraid to shout.
Uncomfortable is the feeling
when you are there to get it out.
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The Old Brown Potty Barn
The Old Brown Potty Barn
