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 …
What’s for breakfast? Is it crappy crepes? Like Count Dumpula’s tumbling brown apes? Or is it boring toast slathered in …
On Smellentine’s Day we celebrate our pooetry love. To show it, we give our bowels a little shove. But if …
So Papa Poosepi had a New Job Christening. I betcha he didn’t leave the toilet glistening. Knowing him, I imagine …
The other day I started a brand new job, it wasn’t long before I christened it by taking a tremendous …
I currently sit to take a deuce… But I’m having trouble making it sleuce. My cheeks are planted but there’s …
I’ll tell you a story and believe me it’s true… About what I saw floating inside the loo. Something so …
Ah yes, the morning poo. It’s one of my favourite things to do. All the build up from the night …
There’s just no time to get more paper. I’ll risk what’s there to clean this caper. It’s cold and raining …
Someone please help me I’m about to give birth, to a fecal baby of astonishing girth. It’s been over 24 …
I could feel within a furious brown. Kicking and screaming before it crowned. Without hesitation, I left the bay. To …
I think I just blew out my anus. With a catastrophic exodus insanous. Three coffees down and my stomach churned. …
It’s time to set sail on the dark brown sea. We’re going to war to set our turds free. The …
Oh the joys of working a Saturday morn… When a fecal beast decides to spawn. Getting paid to poop is …
The weekend is over and it’s time to unwind. So first thing to do is go plant my behind. I …
With cheeks firmly planted I put pen to paper. It’s time to rhyme about this pooey caper. It’s a special …
Here’s a tale about some chocolate slurry, which left my ass in quite the hurry. Caffeine was loaded to work …
Here’s a pooem because it’s been a while. So enjoy this tale of my steaming pile. Deathly black and rotten …