Fuelling The Fatberg
The sewers beneath old London town… Conceal a secret coated in brown. The tubes and pipes that lead to dunnies… …
The sewers beneath old London town… Conceal a secret coated in brown. The tubes and pipes that lead to dunnies… …
Those nachos tasted awesome going in… But gave me a gas stinking of pure sin. And the cheeseburger loaded with …
I have a disease. Well, it’s more of a sickness. I block toilets with turds of mammoth thickness. No matter …
After what seems a millennium The Count has risen. A full brown moon is out and nuggets will be spillin’. …
That which was once nice and shiny… Is now stained, soiled and grimy. Yesterday I had the runs rather bad. …
Something has made my gut upset. A brown is brewing, I’m willing to bet! I’ll drink some Eno, then feel …
There once was a time when pooetry was easy. I’d just planted my cheeks and the rhymes came sleazy. But …
This is quite the difficult poo. All because I forgot to chew. The feta is not easily passed. I should …
It’s been a while between the pipes. A blockage so big, I need more wipes. First round was easy, just …
The extraction of this fecal lump. Left my rectum in quite a slump. Dragging out the dingleberry slug. It had …
In the middle of the night it strikes. A vicious fecal attack no one likes. The kind that gives your …
Much like any other shit, this is how it started. I asked out loud, “…was that me who farted?” The …
Oh my god, it’s finally happened! The fecal floodgates have awakened! After a serious bout of shitty blockage, My bowels …
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. A food barrage demands bowels defend. I’ve fallen victim to many …