A Poo Lost in Time
Feels like aeons since I shat. My bowel has grown quite fat. I take the porcelain throne. Release the ancient …
Pure Pooetry
A Lesson Learned
It took two flushes to wash down, my explosive monsoon coloured brown. I knew I was in trouble before I …
Pure Pooetry
Freezing Southern Winds
Well this was easy, today I sat, and as I did, I suddenly shat. It took me by surprise, though …
Pure Pooetry
