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[As Lincoln has to endure the pressure even longer, Lucy walks over.]

Lucy: "It looks like you have time now." [commences poem] " My love is like water. Bursting forth. Like a dam breaking. All control lost. Water rushing, churning, turning landscape to mud. Time runs out. Water. I feel the impending doom. My love"

[While she recites her poem, every word from it causes Lincoln to feel even more pressure and have to go even worse than before; suddenly, Lily walks by with a full diaper and the stink nauseates Lincoln.]

Lincoln: "Ugh! COULD CLEAR A ROOM!" [gets an idea] "Could clear a room! Time to put the third P:  Problem Solvinginto action."