pre-shower

Oh after-work pre-shower poo,
sweaty, filthy, naked too,
those who thought I stank before,
should poke their head inside this door.

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cocktail night

O squirty poo at cocktail night,
cream and citrus churning fight?
But while my bowels are burning bright,
my brain is flying like a kite.

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tar-shit

tar

O guts ache tar-shit, thick and black
Barely budging though my crack
I mustn’t push despite the pain
Or else I’ll probably shit a vein.

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acid tar

acidtar

O viscous cloying reeking sludge,
I strain and push to make you budge,
like acid tar you bring me pains,
I worry for my rectal veins.

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being fisted

O massive poo whilst rather pissed,
on a chart of hugeness you’d be listed,
I bet my ring is getting blistered,
its rather like i’m being fisted.

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frozen cheeks

tea-water-ice-cubes

O morning poo in pre-dawn freeze,
frozen cheeks and thighs and knees,
while rising tendrils of warm air,
reek of “log du derriere”

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arse pube

O morning poo my arse you leave,
pushing through the aresepube sieve,
and for your parting I don’t grieve,
in fact it’s more like a reprieve.

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