A Violent Slew of Poo

Without warning came the fecal slew.
The clean-up will require an entire crew.

This hideous, sloppy, rancid slaw.
Come out in a bubbling downpour.

This horrendous, sickening stew.
Come flooding out a rich brown poo.

Aghast, I’m stunned into silence by this attack.
And deeply troubled by my stained crack.

My brave butthole stood zero chance.
Likewise was the toll on my pants.

Machine gun diarrhea claimed many brave souls.
As the brown weeps from their bullet holes.

Pure Pooetry

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