Shizhard Wizard Brown Queef Grief
I wash my hands then brush my teeth. Time to deposit a stinky brown queef. But it’s come too soon, …
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Considering Quitting
Here I sit on the employee’s loo. Dropping clumps of my brown goo. I just released a monstrous handful. The …
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My Poor Behind
Today it’s back to work, back to the grind. Honestly it’s welcomed for my poor behind. While this holiday period …
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Foreign Fecal Matter: Part 2
Continpooed from Foreign Fecal Matter: Part 1. It’s been days since I barricaded myself in the research lab. I’m pooping …
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Coffee Goes in…
The coffee goes in, toffee comes out. Time to create brown sauerkraut. The stink is rich, the stink is rank. …
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To Doo List
Things get quite busy this time of the year. Without time for pooems I shed a brown tear. To keep …
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Abominable Pooman
On a recent trip to Nepal. I had an extra weight to haul. Because I had to poop in a …
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Volume 1: Voiding The Vowels
Coming soon! Shart the new year right! Our first book, Volume 1: Voiding The Vowels is dropping and plopping soon! …
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Doodoo Desecration
Desecration of the mind, desecration of the soul. Someone has done something ungodly to this bowl. It’s left in such …
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Bogsing Day
I’m surrounded by crapping paper, Christmas is over. My belly is full and I’ve got the world’s worst hangover. Yesterday …
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A Pooetry Collabpooration: Mr. Creamy Shits!
This is a Pure Pooetry Colabpooration between Shizhard Wizard, Papa Poosepi and Count Dumpula! Hi there folks, Mr. Creamy Shits …
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Sticky Bomb
I plant this sticky bomb, sneakily and stealthily. I know I’m guilty, I’ve been eating very unhealthily. The bomb goes …
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Pandora’s Butt
You will be amiss. If you take a big sniff. You will feel aghast. Inhaling this blast. And your innards …
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Friday Floods Once More
I just had an emergency evacuation. The fecal ejected before plantation. I found myself in a right shitty situation. Bowels …
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Maxed Out on Coffee
I’m on coffee number two and it’s only 10am. Something tells me I’ll be destroying the S-bend. The clock reaches …
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Foul Foretelling
Good old coffee, it keeps me awake. I’m on cup five, here comes the quake. But coffee keeps me fired …
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Doodoo Destruction
Here’s a tale of doodoo destruction. A time of mega pants eruption. The moment of touchdown, something wasn’t right. The …
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A Stain To Remember
White undies, what on Earth was I thinking? Now my browns are clearly streaking. The marks left here are a …
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