Repugnant Rapunzel
An ungodly stink so fetid and sick… Hit my nostrils like a tonne of bricks. A blunt force trauma so …
Pure Pooetry
A Whale of a Time
The skies above are raining cats and dogs. But in my porcelain, it’s a storm of bogs. A wet one …
Pure Pooetry
Time To Bog
It’s time for a bog! What more can I say? I’ve been baking this one since yesterday! My stink biscuit …
Pure Pooetry
