Non-Human Poop
I just located the stinky source… Of a poop with no remorse. It was in the little kitties litter. And …
Pure Pooetry
A Grain of Sand
There’s a tiny grain of sand. Down in my southern gland. For when I lift up my frock. And drop …
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Kitty Litter Pineapple Fritter
I just caught a glimpse of the kitties litter. Their poop glistened like a pineapple fritter. But it certainly didn’t …
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The Morning After
I awoke suddenly on the throne… To the sound of my butt’s moan. I’d fallen asleep trying to poop. But …
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Bestial Bog Redux: The Poossession
My butt has been poosessed by a foul beast. It’s back there, lurking in my rear crease. It has been stinking …
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The Steam at Sheen
I’ll tell you a story and believe me, it’s no lie. I wouldn’t believe it if I didn’t come out …
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Down South
Way down south they have a special sauce. It can fill your undies with pooper’s remorse. Not for the tame, …
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A Day at The Orifice
Upon the glorious throne, I sit. To ponder life and take a shit. I hardly slept last night a wink. …
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Joining The A-Team
An asshole before me was not discreet. They’ve left urine all over the seat. This makes me so angry, it …
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Shit’s Outta Control
Shit’s blowing up, shit’s outta control. My ass smoulders with brown charcoal. The mess it made is hard to describe. …
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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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Poosepi’s Bad Choice
There’s just no time to get more paper. I’ll risk what’s there to clean this caper. It’s cold and raining …
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Fat Brown Rhymes
I got my papers and I got my bling. Soon out my anus brown will sing. But I don’t wanna …
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Sliders / Telepootation
I built myself a teleport machine. Not just to keep my ass nice and clean… But so I can poop …
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A Pickle To Crimp
I knew a dude, who ate so much food, his bowels were ready for slaughter. But when pooping time came, …
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Wiping Woe
After sitting for what felt like years. It was time to rise and face my fears. This wiping session I …
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Avalanche of Brown
A build up of gas brews deep inside. I must quickly vent it from my hide. I take the throne …
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The Celebration
With cheeks firmly planted I put pen to paper. It’s time to rhyme about this pooey caper. It’s a special …
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