Your Days Are Numbered Now Name Them

Six hundred years old.

On his thirty-ninth childhood.

Jonah finally learned to shit his pants.

He could shit those pants with ease, now.

No need to scare shit out.

All done with zero grunting, he was proud…

Ya gotta learn to shit yourself, he knew.

If it takes six hundred years.

Cause once you learn to shit yourself, my friend.

No shit can come from fears.