Ex-Meat Sauce
My porcelain throne is empty like the streets. Until now my ass had issued a retreat! This shiny bowl, oh …
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
The Struggle Within
A squelch between my cheeks meant only one thing. Something was brewing and it resembled chow mein. I tried to …
Pure Pooetry
Elbow Grease
I just blew out my sphincter. It caused a terrible stinker. The stench is beyond compare. And singes my nostril …
Pure Pooetry
Pooper’s Remorse
This terrible deed, I must confess. Laid by me, in a heinous mess. It sits glaring up from the porcelain …
Pure Pooetry
Brown Happenstance
Something in that milk tasted funny. Now there’s a rumbling in my tummy. A sudden urgency to locate the latrines. …
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The Shattering Girth
A girthy log just left my ass. It shattered the porcelain like it was glass. I had to push because …
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End The War on Bogs
The war on bogs has been a complete failure. All it’s pooduced is a terrible rectal flavour. Now and then …
Pure Pooetry
