poop is so essential. white poop, red poop, green poop. its everyone’s part of life, whatever goes in your mouth, goes out your ass. laxatives are helpful to sustain the richest and smoothest poop of all, only if u focus on the finer details should you appreciate the mantra of poop heaven, each trail of doodoo and poopoo leaves a heavy scent of serenity and peace. poop solves everything, creamy, chunky like peanut butter, you can rub it everywhere from your butt to your custom makeshift poop bed. friends have an end, but poop never has had an end. it stays with you until you decide to leave it, yet whereever you go; malls, parks, streets- walking your poop would not only bring its faint scent to be smellier, but the joy it would bring when flies swarm around. poop is heaven, a paradise, created by the makers itself.