Pathetic Pooetry No More!
We haven’t penned a rhyme in quite a while. This lack of caca-creativity really isn’t our style. We need to …
Pure Pooetry
Where The Sun Don’t Shine
This heinous deed is known by many names. But what it is not, is a fun loving game. For poohaps …
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A Public Outing
Public toilets are not a nice place. Their conditions are a filthy disgrace. I hadn’t used one in quite a …
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Lit Shit: Part 1
We’ve all heard of people saying their mix-tapes are lit. Well I’m here to raise the bar as I shoot …
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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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Pure Spice Shite
I have a problem, I’m the first to admit this. I’m hooked on chillis that boil the south abyss. I …
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Shits and Giggles
Why are you offended by a poo streak in the bowl? It’s not as if it’s a framed photo hanging …
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The Poo Sync
This pooem is a bit like synchronised swimming. But it’s to do with scat and two butts are singing… You discover …
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Wiping Woe
After sitting for what felt like years. It was time to rise and face my fears. This wiping session I …
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Defenders of The Doo
You think you’re safe, but little do you know. You’ve got an evil rectum just about to blow! The fearless …
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The Meatiest Shit
Leaving me now is last night’s dinner. It was a spectacular feast, a real winner. Cooked to perfection, a meaty …
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Poo Ohm Bomb
I am the Zen master of taking dumps. Each nugget splashes in with a thump. I centre my being and …
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Avalanche of Brown
A build up of gas brews deep inside. I must quickly vent it from my hide. I take the throne …
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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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The Celebration
With cheeks firmly planted I put pen to paper. It’s time to rhyme about this pooey caper. It’s a special …
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Layers of Filth
In the bowl lies a stinky slurry. Made from yesterday’s rancid curry. But before then it was murky meat pie. …
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Service With a Smile
The guy who delivered our TV. Said he needed a toilet to pee. But after he’d used our loo. It …
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