Heat Seeking Missile
I’m conducting The Symphony of Stinky, Spicy, Shitey. The foul aroma is palpable and mighty. I’m struck by agony, I …
Pure Pooetry
I’m Out of Order
I have a disease. Well, it’s more of a sickness. I block toilets with turds of mammoth thickness. No matter …
Pure Pooetry
Swamp Water
A terrible gut sensation overcame my person. Biding my time, but the feeling did worsen. So into the porcelain, I …
Pure Pooetry
Three Flushes
A violent inner spasm… Came from my rear chasm. Followed by a tummy rumble. Bellowing an angry grumble. Dinner was …
Pure Pooetry
Scrubbing The Poop Deck
The funnel opens and the log departs. Soon there’ll be a brown blood bath. With a plop the mass descends. …
Pure Pooetry
A Lesson Learned
It took two flushes to wash down, my explosive monsoon coloured brown. I knew I was in trouble before I …
Pure Pooetry
