Rectal Resignation
I think my inspooration is drained. Bowels feel as if they’re sprained. I can’t come up with a single rhyme… …
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Mississippi Steamboat
What you are about to read is a true story. Forever remembered in all its poo glory. It’s a tale …
Pure Pooetry
Can’t We All Just Get Along?
Why do people soil the seat? It’s where we sit with planted cheeks. In times of need and in a …
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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
Short Sunday Rhyme
Here’s a short, shitty Sunday rhyme. And of course it’s about the brown slime. Foolishly I had too much dairy. …
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Boredom Bog
I’m unwell and stuck at home with nothing to do. Mounting the throne, I’ll compose a pooem or two. Quite …
Pure Pooetry
