
The glowing bride all dressed in white parts the crowd for her first dance.
The groom and I have been friends for life; so he recognized my stance.
The brewing sounds from down below left nothing more to say
I just wish I knew what was in this goose liver pâté.
In a gurgling flash, I had to dash.
There wasn't time to stand in line.
So I bolted to the only place I knew.
For as you know, when you gotta go,
You gotta go.
I zip back up, my stomach jumps, to see the gawking groom.
Through the plate window they dance slow, by the light of my full moon.
I toast them with a hearty grin, no reason left to lie.
They all saw me behind that tree, wiping with my rental tie.
It's a little known affliction, never talked about at all.
But we all must heed the warning when we answer nature's call.
Don't find yourself conflicted and facing the trauma
So before you toast, go pinch a loaf
And calm the defephobia.
It's defephobia.
It's best defined by the fear you find when you know you should've went.
And now your plight is no relief in sight, with no time to repent.
The anxiety can mount quickly, it can chill you to the core;
To alter plans when the big brown man is pounding the back door.
A subtle eye move. The brain is now queued.
Then a panic attack, an ache in the back.
A curl of the toes when it hits your nose.
Your muscles are numb, all except your rectum.
And then you succumb.
Don't confuse this condition with IBS or jungle flu.
And it doesn't mean to really drop the kids off at the pool.
It can pounce just like a panther, any time or any place.
Don't find your feet a'shufflin, like you're in a three-leg race.
As I type this verse, I fear the worst: the toothless one has spoke.
Another sign and we all might find a real ironic joke.
The lumber mill might have to fill an order for a log.
I don't wanna see a damn late fee on that rented chili dog.
One more quake and the dam might break.
If I don't clench, I'll build a bench.
I try to rise, but to my surprise
I think that's mud -- here comes the flood!
It's a little known affliction, never talked about at all.
But we all must heed the warning when we answer nature's call.
Don't find yourself conflicted and facing the trauma
After eating lunch, spike Fido's punch
Calm the defephobia.
It's defephobia.