Brown Cheese
Squeeze out the brown cheese. Give a sequel if it does please. But I shoulda left it in a ditch. …
Squeeze out the brown cheese. Give a sequel if it does please. But I shoulda left it in a ditch. …
Drizzling chocolate streams. Disgusting runny creams. A soft serve gone wrong. A stench so meaty and strong. A nightmare, not …
The sleeping Pooets have stirred. Their dreams of fecal emerged. Awaken the dreamer. Release a screamer. And now their bowels …
I’ve been gone a while but have no fear, the Pooetry is coming back, blasting from my rear. Those tender …
I’ve found myself in a bit of a pickle. As I can’t stop the release, of this brown soft serve …
The Splatterfiend has returned from the grave. And brought with him, his anus, to misbehave. A pungent cocktail of feces …
I can’t tell where the blood stopped and the poo started. I blew my hole out, when I farted. It was …
Cutting the Monday morning bog. It’s a mighty tough wooden log. Like a lumberjack you heave. To oust from your …
Rocketing to the loo, I gots to go real bad. My face is so red you’d think I was mad. …
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 …
It’s been a long trip, I drank many a beer. But now the time for pooping is here. But alas …
The mass within was a terrible waste. I needed to get it out with all haste. A warning stench foretold …
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 …