Where do you find the time?

[CRNDLSM]

Poop and noise are great stimuli for poetry.  In fact, I'm almost sure Byron wrote a sonnet about it.  Poop, noise and shagging relatives.  Don't do that, by the way.  People talk.

hilarious

" O Cloacina, Goddess of this place,
Look on thy suppliants with a smiling face.
Soft, yet cohesive let their offerings flow,
Not rashly swift nor insolently slow. "

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this is the closest thing I think I could find to it, Reginald Reynolds attributes this to Byron