Fecal War is Hell
War rages on deep in the trench. My own personal enemy is this stench. At dawn our fates will be …
Pure Pooetry
A Lesson Learned
It took two flushes to wash down, my explosive monsoon coloured brown. I knew I was in trouble before I …
Pure Pooetry
Lunch Break
The daily grind can put everyone under stress. Imagine being a rectum, life would be tough at best. Thankfully lunch …
Pure Pooetry
Brown Crown
Here I sit awaiting the drop, Praying to the almighty god of plop. I utter the sacred words of disgust, “Please …
Pure Pooetry
The Brown Hurl
The moment has arrived, it’s finally here. A bog brewing for hours of that I now fear. No wind, no …
Pure Pooetry
