At my best friend's wedding standing tall

I felt a rumble heard the call

Suddenly my world turned brown

Tux and pride came crashing down

Poop storm hit the wedding floor

Spread like wildfire more and more

Bride's maid screamed in sheer dismay

Best man's pants led the way

Tried to hide behind a smiling face

But brown stains made my public disgrace

Groom was mad but I couldn't flee

Bride was crying

Cursing me

Poop storm hit the wedding floor

Spread like wildfire more and more

Bride's maid screamed in sheer dismay

Best man's pants led the way

Guests ran for cover in their suit and dress

Tables turned stained in a poop mess

I cried wishing I could disappear

Worst man of the year

Photographer froze to capture the blast

Photos not for history but laughs

Groom forgave for better or worse

But I'll always be the poop curse