An Evil Presence

I’m wearing a long and tight belt.
So an evil presence is not felt.

These pants contain the unholy stink.
If it escapes, life you’ll rethink.

I adjust the buckle and tighten a notch.
But I feel movement below my crotch!

The spirit of stink is on the move!
Soon to traverse the poo groove!

Then it’ll flee craptivity of my butthole!
That is just part of its sinister goal.

Because once unleashed upon the world…
Everyone who inhales this will hurl!

No nostril will be safe from the insidious infest.
So find a poo-priest and get your ass blessed!

Pure Pooetry

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