The Places You’ll Go!
Where our precious butts take rest. To perform the duty we like best. Should be pillowed and comfy. And never …
Pure Pooetry
An Overdose of Odour
A deep long tooting like from an obe… Came from the occupied commode. Hideously wafting outward vile scent. This stench …
Pure Pooetry
Heavy Dump at Dusk
Sitting on the throne late one evening… I felt a shudder as the brown was leaving. This dump at dusk …
Pure Pooetry
Commode To Joy
Wheres the joy in using public toilets? I find the whole experience to spoil it. You’re in a foreign world …
Pure Pooetry
