Prayer to The God of Poo
Oh stinky brown god, hear my poo-prayer. Long into the toilet bowl do I stare. My doodoo-devotion is only for …
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The Celebration
With cheeks firmly planted I put pen to paper. It’s time to rhyme about this pooey caper. It’s a special …
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Layers of Filth
In the bowl lies a stinky slurry. Made from yesterday’s rancid curry. But before then it was murky meat pie. …
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Service With a Smile
The guy who delivered our TV. Said he needed a toilet to pee. But after he’d used our loo. It …
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Shattenator 2: Bogment Day
Here’s a tale about some chocolate slurry, which left my ass in quite the hurry. Caffeine was loaded to work …
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Sleuthing Shitting Sloth Returns
Trouble to begin with as I was touching cloth… More trouble ensued as I birthed a mangey sloth. A twist …
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Simple Wiping Advice
Here’s some simple wiping advice. Don’t use the same toilet paper twice. Once the white has touched the brown. Quickly …
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An Ancient Brown Power
After a burger of epic proportions. I had to commit a stinky abortion. And in the bowl lay a foul …
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Heinous Smearing
Out came a rancid brown slaw. And with it a stink I deplore. This afternoon’s expelling of sour mash… Was …
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The Brown Sweats: Part III
I’ve got The Brown Sweats. This morning, in my duvets. Then again at breakfast time. Dacks filled with brown slime. …
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Stroppy Ploppy
I’m feeling angry. I’m enduring a bit of rage. So I make a fist and empty my poo cage. But …
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Danger Spill Plopinson!
I need somewhere to drop this load. Somewhere like my own abode. But I’m miles away in a foreign land. …
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Hot n Shitey
Here’s a pooem because it’s been a while. So enjoy this tale of my steaming pile. Deathly black and rotten …
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Short Sunday Rhyme
Here’s a short, shitty Sunday rhyme. And of course it’s about the brown slime. Foolishly I had too much dairy. …
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We Ain’t Stoppin’
Just cos the book is out, we ain’t stoppin’. Check it now, our fecal is still a-ploppin’. CANNOT STOP. WILL …
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Constipation of The Nation
I’m suffering from some constipation. My face is redder than a fire station. I’ve been here far too long… And …
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