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Blast Off!
Off to the loo, I make a mad dash. Gotta drop this load in a fecal flash. Lid goes up, …
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Soft Serve
Warm ooze I slowly drop. Like an evil ice cream shop. From my ass it did plop. Need a shower …
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Letting Slip
Have you ever thought that the coast was clear… So you decide to drop flatus from your rear? Then you …
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Onomato-poo-eia: Part 1
Pooping… hear the kerplop. Ass is burning and quite hot. Ahhhh, drop of cool water makes me hop. Clog the …
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Chocolate Bar: Redux
Again I find myself in the parking lot. I feel a southern growth of choc-a-lot. An alarm goes off on …
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Fraudulent Poo
I am a pretty regular fella. Mornings I drop brown into yella. But today I gotzta tell ya. I’m plugged …
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A Grain of Sand
There’s a tiny grain of sand. Down in my southern gland. For when I lift up my frock. And drop …
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Planet Poop
Shizhard Wizard again, exploring the poopy cosmos! I’m searching for worlds to deposit my rear compost! With an “ABRA-CRAP-DABRA!” and …
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Heavy Weight Title
Slowly I staggered away from the table… The weight in my gut made my legs unstable. I’d downed too much …
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Green, Amber, Red, BROWN!
Last night I ate something quite average. Now I feel an inner rumbling so savage. Going in, the taste was …
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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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War on The Dark Brown Sea
It’s time to set sail on the dark brown sea. We’re going to war to set our turds free. The …
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New Flavour
I sense a certain feeling, a sense of foreboding. Somewhere in my gut, something needs unloading. There’s a steamy stink …
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Danger Spill Plopinson!
I need somewhere to drop this load. Somewhere like my own abode. But I’m miles away in a foreign land. …
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We Ain’t Stoppin’
Just cos the book is out, we ain’t stoppin’. Check it now, our fecal is still a-ploppin’. CANNOT STOP. WILL …
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