Pooping Poems - Poems about Pooping

...My muse has been hiding out And with no peep, squeak or shout She must be sound asleep No words, just counting sheep Tired of the poetry drought Oh where, O where has my gypsy muse flown Seem......

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... My muse has been hiding out And with no peep, squeak or shout She must be sound asleep No words, just counting sheep Tired of the poetry drought Oh where, O where has my gypsy ......

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...My muse has been hiding out And with no peep, squeak or shout She must be sound asleep No words, just counting sheep Tired of the poetry drought Oh where, O where has my gypsy muse flown ......

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...There’s simply no quibbles; my dogs love their kibbles. There’s really not much else to say. In an instant, they’re gone, reappear on the lawn, changed a bit in the usu......

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... My favourite poet is ME I’m obsessed with pooping and pee So I’m a crap poet Oh boy do I know it My poem fans may disagree! Some people may think I’m a schnook For writing a......

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...These Limericks were written after playing a card game called Poo Pocalypse... don't ask or I'll blame it on Jan...lol History recorded leaders in wars Great men and wome......

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...No one is more desirable than a person whose mere poop gives people a living... January 4, 2023, PST, BC......

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...Let my soul sprinkle into pieces For I want to dive in the presence And shower everywhere like rain drops And feel the sooth of that breath That reminisce, "existence" My heart urges on stayin......

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...My vices and my faults are legion how I hate that cooing pigeon pooping right outside my door i cannot sleep for death entices promises to end my vices silencing my painful snore and yet in......

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...The rain came pouring down sending water throughout the troubled town, the negative energy is still lingering around and the sorcerer are running up and down the street disrupting the people’s heartb......

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...We all have those notebooks filled up to the top of poems we started but for some reason had to stop But we never throw them away into the trash can or shredder because someday we’ll rewrite th......

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...They trained their birds to stay incredibly still. Like statues, reported my cousin Mrs. McGill. The birds did not make a single sound as they supped. The table was linen, and all prissily gussied......

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...Alien talk I can’t understand A Pifflewig performed a handstand He verbalised through his ass Gross putrid wind he did pass Like many blokes throughout the land! I farted, perhaps ......

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...You're a special person when everything you do is a big deal to others... It's not the things you do that makes you special, but you... Even your act of pooping becomes big deal to others like a Holl......

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...A big dog is pooping out on my lawn. One I hate – Bill Gates – appears from nowhere. He scoops up the poop and places it on a stick as he views me in my underwear. He chases me, scaring me with......

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