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Pooetry

The Sound of Shiteness

Hello brownness my old friend.
I’d come to squeeze one out again.

The scent was planted in my brain.
It still lingers and remains.

Restless bowels I pooped alone.
I shat out many a brown stone.

When my butthole released a stab.
A rancid and slimy fecal slab.

Flushed was the sound of shiteness.
Gurgling and bubbling the shiteness.

Out of the naked cheeks I saw.
A thousand shits raining downpour.

Then came the sound of shiteness.
The groans of a forced shiteness.

Pure Pooetry

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