TISM - A Tale of Two Faeces

One day fine, passing together
Along the same sewerage line
Two little faeces met

Said the first, as they moved towards their destination
"How do you poo?"
Replied the second, with no further ado
"I'm well, thank poo, Wearing dark brown today
But pardon if I say, you look in bad shape"

{Chorus}
Knocking on the toilet door
Knocking on the toilet door
Knocking on the toilet door
Knocking on the toilet door

"Yes", replied the first, "my boss ate liverwurst
And it's been hard holding things together"

And so on they conversed
Sport, politics and the weather
While all the time avoiding topics of the end

{Chorus}

The final stop a few minutes away
The two faeces now with little left to say
Pondered on their own thoughts:
The kids and the wife, their own brief life
All but a flash in the pan
They hit the wire grill, like cattle to the slaughter!
Sieved, evaporated AND distilled
Transformed back into water!