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Pooetry

Pizza Slut

My guts tingle at the sensation,
this is my que for anal devastation.

As it suddenly dawns on me,
for what last night I had for tea.

Regret my choice of extra hot pizza delight,
as it always leads to a hot fiery shite.

Too late was nature’s call,
as I carefully waddle up the hall.

I take the position and brace,
this evacuation I cannot race.

A torrent of lava followed by an explosion,
the damage of which is measured in erosion.

I peel my sweaty cheeks from the seat,
as my ring has been cauterized from the sinful heat.

By guest pooet, Fecal Jam

Pure Pooetry

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