Nursery Rhyme Gone Bad

I think this will be the post where I lose all my readers.

Do not read any further if you have a squeamish stomach and/or are currently eating...
or plan to eat ever again.

You've been warned.

I know someone's dirty little secret...and I'm gonna share it.
Whether you like it or not.

Who's secret?

Could be a family member, or a friend...
or quite frankly, a friend of a friend...
You'll never know for sure.
It could be ME for all you know.
(it's not)

I know someone, let's call him or her The Butcher.
Oh, why this nickname, you ask?
I'll tell you why.
Come closer so I can whisper...

Because
this person
after
having
a bowel
movement
then
proceeds
to
cut
up
their
poop
in the
toilet
bowl
with
a
knife


Don't ask me how I know this.
Only know that I wish I didn't KNOW this.

Rub a dub dub, Three men in a tub, And who do you think they be? The butcher, the baker, The candlestick maker. Turn them out, knaves all three!

Are we still friends?
Do you know any dirty little secrets?