Juicy Douchery

Hold out your hands for some fresh juice.
Squeeze the cheeks and ooze the poose.

Like a twist of lemon, this is tangy and sour.
You’ve got a handful of rear brown shower.

Over the shoulder, quickly and instinctively flung.
No one wants to touch this steamy liquid bung.

Hot brown fluids stain innocent bystanders.
Immediately the maimed get up their danders.

A riot ensues, everyone is losing their shit.
Douchebags revealed with that single hit.

People transform into monkeys in a zoo.
I just got taken out by a high speed poo.

Pure Pooetry

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