Pure Pooetry Rules!
We don’t care what the haters think. We write pooems and of course they stink! But amongst the rubble there’s …
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Turned To Darkness – Part III
After what seems a millennium The Count has risen. A full brown moon is out and nuggets will be spillin’. …
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Super Weekend Slurry
I was sitting down minding my own business… When my bowels became restless did fidget. A trump did sound… a …
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We Need a Plumber
Someone better call a plumber… Because my bowels awoke from their slumber! Toxic waste rained down with tremendous splatter. I’m …
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The Wind and Brass Section
A trumpeting start… To this huge shart. No, it wasn’t in bed… Nor in your head. It was a loud …
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On The Cusp
On the cusp of all the guests arriving… A brown unloading, I was not desiring. But lo and behold, I …
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Ready, Aim, Fire!
BLAM! My butt fired like a shotgun blast. Such was the power, I felt aghast. DING! The nuggets ricocheted around …
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Funky Town
So fresh and so clean but that’s about to change… Because I’m about to make the chocolate rain. Storm clouds …
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War on The Dark Brown Sea
It’s time to set sail on the dark brown sea. We’re going to war to set our turds free. The …
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Butt Floss
All day I felt something was not quite right. It was between my cheeks, but it wasn’t shite. I felt …
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Fecal Friday
I sat my cheeks upon the throne… In the superior comfort of my home. I need not care where I …
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Prayer to The God of Poo
Oh stinky brown god, hear my poo-prayer. Long into the toilet bowl do I stare. My doodoo-devotion is only for …
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We Ain’t Stoppin’
Just cos the book is out, we ain’t stoppin’. Check it now, our fecal is still a-ploppin’. CANNOT STOP. WILL …
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Constipation of The Nation
I’m suffering from some constipation. My face is redder than a fire station. I’ve been here far too long… And …
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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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The Pooman Cometh
The lie some tell to placate oneself. Pipedream of belonging, love, or of wealth. Won’t be pushed out by others’ …
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Call of The Wizard’s Crack: Part 2
The evil Dung Stealer stood poised at my door. I got ready to unleash nuggets of mystical lore. How dare …
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Campbell’s Chunky Caca Soup
It’s time for me to unleash a mighty poop. Little did I know it was a mixture of fecal soup. …
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