Plunging To Death
I swear this plane just hit some rough turbulence… Just as I blasted away some lengthy flatulence. I’m miles above …
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
From The Shitey Deep
It brewed inside like a colossal storm. It began last night and it now it is morn. The seas of …
Pure Pooetry
