Blepyros: "And I'll go with you
As soon as I reach the end of this- O Lord,
I think a prickly pear has blocked the way.
Neighbor: "The kind of wild pear that shut Thrasybulos up?"
Blepyros: "By the Lord in Heaven, whatever kind it is,
It's stuck for ever in my hinder parts.
O what'll I do? the pain... it's hard as a brick.
But I don't mind that so much; what worries me
Is what will happen now to the food I eat.
The bung-hole's stopped forever. What'll I do?
I'll never dung again. This prickly slab
Has plugged the venthole up, and nevermore
Shall I evacuate deliciously.
(skip not funny part)
O midwife Ilythia, grant me ease-
Deliver me of this tremendous turd!
Don't let me burst or stay forever sealed
A common night stool on the comic stage."
Ah, reading of constipation can be so entertaining...
As soon as I reach the end of this- O Lord,
I think a prickly pear has blocked the way.
Neighbor: "The kind of wild pear that shut Thrasybulos up?"
Blepyros: "By the Lord in Heaven, whatever kind it is,
It's stuck for ever in my hinder parts.
O what'll I do? the pain... it's hard as a brick.
But I don't mind that so much; what worries me
Is what will happen now to the food I eat.
The bung-hole's stopped forever. What'll I do?
I'll never dung again. This prickly slab
Has plugged the venthole up, and nevermore
Shall I evacuate deliciously.
(skip not funny part)
O midwife Ilythia, grant me ease-
Deliver me of this tremendous turd!
Don't let me burst or stay forever sealed
A common night stool on the comic stage."
Ah, reading of constipation can be so entertaining...
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