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Pooetry

Not A Queef

My rectum has been causing me a bit of grief.
The stench is bad but thankfully it’s no queef.

So I do what I can and plant my cheeks on the loo.
Out comes a mixture barely resembling poo.

It exits with an offensive and mighty loud squirt.
Into the murky waters lands the messy brown dirt.

I could have sworn I heard it hiss like steam.
Sad to say the results are far from clean.

Am I imaging more horrendously shitty things?
The fecal bubbles and to the porcelain it clings.

I predict a brown goblin from the muck will emerge.
So I wipe and flush, this deposit I now purge!

Pure Pooetry

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