The Purist Pooet
The Purist Pooet is dedicated to his art. Mentally preparing when he toots a fart. He’s committed to the pooetry …
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The Magic Poorridge Pot
My loo is shattered and gross. It’s certainly nothing I would boast. Yet busting to go I had little choice. …
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Rumble in The Bronx
That seriously did not just happen… An apoocalypse while I was a-crappin’. Something monstrous was making its way… Through my …
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Tailpipe Troubles
I’ve got a brown log stuck in the tailpipe. I can’t remove it, even with a wipe. It only pushed …
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Take A Bow
The spitting and the splatting… Came the spluttery shatting. The claggy and the gooey. My rear feels a bit spewy. …
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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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Poop Plant
What colour does your middle eye blink? Right now mine’s brown, but before it was pink. When the eye opened …
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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 …
Pure Pooetry
Virtual Book Launch!
When we write pooetry, we remain steadfast and staunch. So we want you to know we’re having a virtual book launch! …
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