Excrement Poems - Poems about Excrement

...where do I go from here Jehovah. I have tried and I have not succeed. I did what you have adviced and failed. I have followed your example and instead I am being ostracized. You have seen my afflict......

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...Prolonged offal bout courtesy constipation... redux revisited Upteenth instance where yours truly experienced assault upon hindquarters. A worse hellish fate than perdition and the closest in......

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...Reusable coffee cup with a metal straw My small pathetic efforts Are covered by filth As fumes of rich suited bastards cover our longings in excrement Snatch the medicaid from your dying Grand......

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...These useless words of mine are excrement of the finger; promptly evacuated from the vapid finger follicles to present themselves before the pupils of whoever. Spending day and night hoping for th......

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...If apple ate a pear? And digested it, would excrementbe wine? 2/25/25 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2025© ......

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...I'm torn across axis yet to exist, Or had once been, since been replaced, By a sense of self and lack thereof, When we, by they encased. Cleavage adorned in modest terms, Abreast as if more th......

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...When Cheech and Chong evaluate, they do not say, "this stuff is great." A fly, too, expresses merriment when landing on fresh excrement. Using his best English diction, he doesn't rankle, nor ca......

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...(G Penta minor for the first lines in a ballad pulse 72 quarter, ) My wolves are my strength, and I am their strength We are a pack, and we are family Messing with them is messing with me Messi......

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...Day 1 I sit to write in peaceful solitude, while words of tranquil elegance exude visions of nature's beauty and soft light, but it's not my muse which has taken flight.  A bastard housefly sa......

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...Perche Sono Me IV (Fire) It’s been a long time since I have told anyone why I was myself and why I am me. It was long ago that I dictated three prose poems on this matter. The same questions have co......

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...Defecation accidentally clogged... for the umpteenth time during spate to sit scrawny buttucks on porcelain throne id est videre licet toilet bowl... with toxic water brew threatening to o......

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...The following verse is the result of an email exchange I had with Rabbi Tovia Singer. He admitted, in an email to me, that he knew he was telling a false tale. But he never bothered to inform his lis......

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...I wish they'd pray for the candidates (as much as a farmer prays for rain) to steer the planet from spiritual drought. Political hacks and media yes men magnify their human frailties and flaws.......

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...I’m tired of people slinging hash and calling it Haute Cuisine The Emperor naked behind the mirror where truth still reigns supreme Waiting for accolades pity more apt so they again can ......

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... As I fall into the buzzing altar of heavy metal shifting sand, maw, swirling sheets, illness drools plus plus halcyon? drawn too many wrinkles obfuscating drooling stic......

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