My Pootaters Are Boiled
It really boils my pootaters… When a throne gets defiled by a poo-hater. They don’t think to clean up their …
Pure Pooetry
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To The Moon!
The engines are primed, my bowels are full. To kick off this launch I’ll give my finger a pull. A …
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A Stain To Remember
White undies, what on Earth was I thinking? Now my browns are clearly streaking. The marks left here are a …
Pure Pooetry
Crappy Klaxon
A bellowing burst of gas suddenly erupts. Rudely into the conversation it interrupts. This blaring klaxon has a deafening echo. …
Pure Pooetry
Skids Skids Skids
Skids galore, I deplore. Don’t leave that shit on the floor. Dirty stain, is a pain. Making a mess you …
Pure Pooetry
250 P.S.I.
Feeling great pressure I opened the gate of chud. And filled the bowl with rectal mud. It was backed with …
Pure Pooetry
