The Double Handed Wipe
This is a tale to lament the porcelain gleam. Now met its end by lumps of brown and green. Once …
Pure Pooetry
Stale Stool
Sometimes my doo has a really stale smell. Usually when I haven’t dumped in a spell. And the colour looks …
Pure Pooetry
Happy Spew Rear
As we wish you a Happy Spew Rear… I release a fresh chocolate spear. It pierces the water with its …
Pure Pooetry
The Throne and The Squid
Boy! What a gigantic turd I just did. It had as many logs as tentacles to a squid. And the …
Pure Pooetry
Battle Cry of Bog
Rally the troops. Gather the poops. It’s time to sit and fight. Make these shits smite. Flood them with brown …
Pure Pooetry
