Fraudulent Poo
I am a pretty regular fella. Mornings I drop brown into yella. But today I gotzta tell ya. I’m plugged …
Pure Pooetry
Breakfast of Bog
What’s for breakfast? Is it crappy crepes? Like Count Dumpula’s tumbling brown apes? Or is it boring toast slathered in …
Pure Pooetry
Cold Winter Morn
I was minding my business one cold winter morn. When all of a sudden my butt gave a terrible yawn. …
Pure Pooetry
