caca – Pure Pooetry

I awoke to that dreaded feeling. Stomach spun and I was reeling. The inner churn began around 3:30. An AM …

Pure Pooetry

Thy Fart is Turder

A distorted trumpet sounds off a toot… A weak brown oozes instead of shoots. An emo screech begins to wail… …

Pure Pooetry

I’m fuming and furious! I’m goddamn livid! Locked in a room where a stink was delivered! Woe is me, I’ve …

Pure Pooetry

Why am I so damn gassy? Clouds are plumming out my assy. These stinky gale force winds… Reek like thousand-year-old …

Pure Pooetry

The butthole is like an old abandoned mine. Somewhere in there hides prized bronze grime. And in the mineshaft, shiz …

Pure Pooetry

What’s for breakfast? Is it crappy crepes? Like Count Dumpula’s tumbling brown apes? Or is it boring toast slathered in …

Pure Pooetry

Ate so much pasta I felt gnocchied-up. Inside me is a soon-to-be brown slup. But when I went to birth …

Pure Pooetry

This revenge shitting is just the start. Next move in their bed I plant a shart. But they have got …

Pure Pooetry

I have a problem, I’m the first to admit this. I’m hooked on chillis that boil the south abyss. I …

Pure Pooetry