Fecal Limbo
This poop is on the cusp of leaving. But I’m still sitting here heaving. I clench and flex but nothing …
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Brown Eye of The Storm
Brace yourself against the door… Get ready for the brown downpour! This unnatural disaster now unfolds. Power of poop released …
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Fecal Meditation
I currently sit to take a deuce… But I’m having trouble making it sleuce. My cheeks are planted but there’s …
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Smear Campaign
A sickening smear campaign. And a sudden brown rain. Ended my poolitical career. Bad mouthed by diarrhea. That my bowels …
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I Spy With My Brown Eye
I’ll tell you a story and believe me it’s true… About what I saw floating inside the loo. Something so …
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Caca-Curse
It slips and it slops, it’s a tricky greasy plop. It squirts and hurts, this prickly brown dirt. Now I …
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Ready, Aim, Fire!
BLAM! My butt fired like a shotgun blast. Such was the power, I felt aghast. DING! The nuggets ricocheted around …
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Rectal To The Rescue: Part 2
I continue on my journey to find the damsel in distress. It’s not long until I feel my bowels are …
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Down in The Dumps
My friend I heard you were down in the dumps. I heard your poop was runny with lumps. So here …
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Quirky Feeling
Lately I’ve felt the need for adult diapers. I feel like my job is a full-time butt wiper. Something’s not …
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Cold Winter Morn
I was minding my business one cold winter morn. When all of a sudden my butt gave a terrible yawn. …
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Smells So Familiar
Here I stand, taking a big ol’ whiz. Then the smell hits me, there it is. This wee stinks of …
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Poopsicles
In the air a frosty fecal chill. And the smell of a brown spill. Poopsicles hang from the ceiling. I …
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Farter’s Day
Today is Farter’s Day down under. All Dads release the brown thunder! Celebrate with a trumpeting toot. Inside there brews …
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A Spilt Cup
There is a horrible funk emanating from my porcelain throne. Something has upset my stomach with a sickening groan. The …
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Mark of The Pooet
When a stinky poop makes life look bleak. Take a deep breath and turn the other cheek. But if each …
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Soggy Bog Smog
A thick brown cloud hangs in the air. Through its mass, I can’t even stare. I try to disperse and …
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