The sleeping Pooets have stirred. Their dreams of fecal emerged. Awaken the dreamer. Release a screamer. And now their bowels …

From afar I fire off a steaming poo. My aim is bad and it misses the loo. Fecal streaks litter …

Cutting the Monday morning bog. It’s a mighty tough wooden log. Like a lumberjack you heave. To oust from your …

I’ve made a terrible mess from within my bowels. I’m going to require more than a few towels. The accident …

Captain Gaseous Maximus reporting for duty. I’m filling up the fuel tanks with my own doodie. I’m on a mission …

Once you turn the other cheek… Your deposits become rather meek. So bring it closer to your heart. Feel the …

Roses are red, violets are blue. I’m off to the toilet to do a shit. Poo time now cos I …

My bum is like a fully loaded gun. The bullets are filthy brown chum. I’m pulling the trigger but to …

Here I sit, dropping a slimy log. I gotta tell ya, it’s no smiley bog. Its grossly soft and quite …

The landscape was dry yet fertile. Then came the head of the turtle. It was sudden, urgent and not to …

The dreaded stink of a thousand shits. Came wafting from my southern pits. It was introduced by a greasy mudslide. …

Here is this warm toilet seat. Recently performed a fecal feat. Before here, when I sat down. Someone else made …

A sudden cramp, my sudden plight. It set me off on this fecal flight. Luckily I was only several metres …