Poopare For War
In times of peace, you must poopare for war. So that is why I’m shittin’ on the floor! I’m not …
Pure Pooetry
The Big Brown Boa
A gusty southerly began to blow. Churning the brown seas to and fro. Monsoonal brown rain also fell. Accompanied by …
Pure Pooetry
Channeling The Shitstorm
The stars have aligned, my bowels are primed. Centuries have waited for this brown grime. Within me brews an epic …
Pure Pooetry
The Seas of Doodoo Dread
Everyone’s angry cos I’ve been farting up a storm. Do I need to take a dump or is this just …
Pure Pooetry
Too Close To The Sun / Fecal at Sea
I went too far this time, I flew too close to The Sun. Two double espressos equal a rumbling in …
Pure Pooetry
