We’ve all done it, but did we bring it upon ourseves?

Food and drink once consumed,
Make composure hard to resume:
For what some call the stomach comet
Is more likely called the vile vomit.
What was down now is up,
What is that, my latest sup?
We all pray to porcelain god,
Never again touch sushi cod.
Pepto Bismo where art thou,
Stomach reels from too much chow.
I’m as green as ole friend Kermit,
Eating his legs caused this vomit.
Lesson learned, no weird food,
Keep my tummy in happy mood.
Ooooh, what is that, over there?
Just a taste of fried boar hair!
Other grossness:
FART!
Diarrhea
Pimple
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