The Eternal Cycle: A Tale of Reciprocal Excretion

In Canterbury's fair and verdant land,

A tale of endless pooping we'll expand.

Two souls, entwined in scatological bliss,

Engage in acts that some might call amiss.

Back and forth, their offerings they trade,

A cycle unbroken, a bond never frayed.

Like pilgrims sharing stories on the way,

They share their essence, night and day.

This ballad of bowels, though crude it seems,

Doth speak of unity beyond our dreams.