as I sit in my day ol underwear about to gall asleep, I tweet about cookies making my stomach sleepy instead of posting here about the awful gurgle I feel just wear my asaphogus (spleeling?) meet the top of my stomach? no way. welcome back. please respond with an or all grossness in your tummies.
I have a little tummy
it’s quiet and it’s slow
but when it’s full of chewed-stuff
to poo-town’s where I’ll go
all forms welcome. you’ll hear better from me when I’m not murdered by cookies.