The Ice Cold Greeting
In Winter it’s nice to be all warm and toasty… Especially when taking a golden brown roasty. Man, do I …
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My Name is Farts Galore
Lately, my name has been Farts Galore. I’ve been dropping bombs and stinky spores. The farts have been flying out …
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Splurkin’ The Gherkin
I was oozin’ the poodin’… But the squirtin’ was a-hurtin’. So I eased on the squeeze… And clenched my flow …
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The Struggle Within
A squelch between my cheeks meant only one thing. Something was brewing and it resembled chow mein. I tried to …
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Uncorking The Nugget
There once was a time when pooetry was easy. I’d just planted my cheeks and the rhymes came sleazy. But …
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The Sinking of The Titanus
The High Seas waited for the ship to set sail… That of a monstrous turd the size of a whale. …
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Bedtime Horror
It was time for bed when I got the alert… I needed the toilet fast before my ass went berserk. …
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What Goes Up Must Come Down
The wait was long but I found relief. I was finally able to plant my cheeks. The turd was brewing …
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Brown Happenstance
Something in that milk tasted funny. Now there’s a rumbling in my tummy. A sudden urgency to locate the latrines. …
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Classic Inspiration
Here I sit, my cheeks a parted. Tried to dump, but only farted. I decided to wait till it happens. …
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A Faint Hint of Brown
This chair where I penned many a piece. For years it cushioned my rear crease. It had soft and comfy …
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Mississippi Steamboat
What you are about to read is a true story. Forever remembered in all its poo glory. It’s a tale …
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Cerveza y Frijoles no Bueno
There I was bent over cheeks a quiver. Trying to squeeze the gunk from my liver. Right when I thought …
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Toxic Shock
If there’s too much disinfectant in the waters. A splashback can cause stings and slaughters. Your delicate nethers are like …
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Can’t We All Just Get Along?
Why do people soil the seat? It’s where we sit with planted cheeks. In times of need and in a …
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Into The Doo-Dimension
Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls. I have here a tale that will make you hurl! Shizhard Wizard here, rhyming …
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One Fatal Mistake
Straight to the toilets after lunch. Undies were in such a bunch. My butt was having a bit of a …
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Rear Reindeer Smear
It’s that time of season, it’s that time of year. When Santa’s reindeers leave a sickly smear. They fly in …
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Gone Nukin’
All day long the gas was blowing. The magnitude of this turd was growing. The latest stench signalled to me loud …
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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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