who's stains are those?
I think I know
His house is in the Phillipines, though
He will not see me here watching his pants fill up with flow (fecal)
by Robert Frostfucker of Starkitten's Yurt
The stains are well known.
There's nothing mysterious
about them at all.
Their circumference
directly proportional
to time on my ass.
by Anonymous Poet
You should boof my verse
to properly absorb it.
Shove it up your ass.
You're missing out with
olfactory absorption.
Fecal transplant fad.
You need some of my
dark side midichlorians
in your intestines.
Bend over and take
my vowels in your bowels.
The consonants too.
by df of incontinent consonants
Protractor in hand
Measuring something smelly
Mysterious stains
by Mathematical wizard of Study Hall
How to read Darth's verse:
Empty lungs.Shut eyes. Close mouth.
Inhale stench through nose.
by olfactory phylactery of limbic limbo
How to measure farts
One Mississippi, Two Mis..
Count until smell's gone
by +-4% margin of error of Downwind
Flat Stanley, you tool!
Peel you like Silly Putty
The Funny Papers
by Rollaboner of Woods behind the mall
Pewdiepie oopsie?
Not necessarily so
The media sucks
by Kokichi Ouma of under the hydraulic press
Oink oink oink oink oink
Oink oink oink oink oink oink oink
Oink oink oink oink fart
by Pigfarter of Trough
Pavlov's dull response
salivate then ring my bell
your welcome to hell
by Anonymous Poet
That B.F. Skinner
was such a clever fellow
(conditionally)
by Anonymous Poet
Aquaman's hard cock
impregnated a dolphin
and three manatees.
by
Bea Arthur's warm cunt
Golden sleeve dong hideaway
Hormones imbalanced
by Schpunkhound
Personal Fart Churn
Yank yank yank just turn the crank
Large curdled butt curds
by Maniacal Laughter
Nudist Colony
Have to make sure you wipe good
Or they will shun you
by Poopstain
Um, no, not had them.
I am a gut parasite
What's it to ya, bud?
by Wankward Q. Flagellum of Queefington Township
Have you ever had
intestinal parasites?
Worms or otherwise?
by
Who writes these poems?
Where do they get their ideas?
I can't think up one
by Anonymous Poet
Grandma's got a gun
So you better eat your pie
And get your chores done
by Grandma of Kitchen
Moist is moist. Moisture.
Moist is moist. Moisturizer.
Moist is moist. Moisten.
by Wet one
The results are in
Your ass stinks more than average
You can't sit with us
by Diners of Restaurant
Lone mountain goat spew
Chasing the cyclists. Full moon
National Forest
Bears drinking bike grease
Masturbating in bushes
Your tax dough at work
by Onlooker
Bending over now
Releasing menthane cargo
Fartmuscleworkout
by Pigfycker
Post-modern oceans:
poetry now lost at sea.
Muse overboard! (retch)
by Anonymous Poet
Outhouse bear attack
Only a matter of time
Til it happens, mate.
by Expert
One lone mountain pine
Reflected in moonlight lake . . .
Darth takes a huge shit
by meant to say "peristaltic" of Peristalsis
Chuck and Nancy show:
Talking shit in the White House.
Think words as feces . . .
by Persitaltic Contractions of Elimination
It's Evidence Based
Results-Focused best practice:
Outcome-Driven shit.
by professional objectives of objectionable perspectives
Where's the poetry?
Come on, sit on the toilet
Shit out a big Ode
by Anonymous Poet
Our prayers are answered
He
by Buddy Butt Brown of Stinkytown
Watching zit popping.
Satisfying YouTube vids.
Like cream puffs gone bad.
"Excremeditation of Recrudescence"
That's original.
All I can say is "Fuck yeah!"
Shit is what you'll get.
Life is only shit.
Poems are life's reflections.
Mirrors smeared with shit.
Write "You are special!"
on bathroom walls of Starbuck's
with fecal smearing.
by Go! Do it now! By orders of General Darth Figpucker, High Commander of Aesthetic Asault, 9th Level of Hell Battalion
Hey weird Uncle Darth-
Can you release more Haiku?
Put shit in them please.
by Excremeditation of Recrudescence
Think about it, k
The ark story. Kinda nuts.
Who believes that crap?
by Anonymous Poet
Be wary, very..
Dagger Toed Cassowary
That bird is scary
by Anonymous Poet
When it swallows you
Regurgitates your poems
Poops out a haiku
by Person of Nature
Huge saltwater croc.
Eats alligators for snacks.
And, yes, poets too.
by Assqueef Ass of Cuntfart cunt's cousin (on mother's side).
Create Haiku Here
Dare other so called poets
To attempt the art
by Poet of On high
Alligator dink
Always erect. On a spring.
Did God think that up?
by God is Good of At weird shit
Oversized gator
I want you to be my friend
But you walk right by
I can't blame you though
Every time we've met, by chance
I have crapped my pants
by Scared
The answer is yes.
Oversized alligators
exist, and you're high.
Perhaps try rehab.
You must quit boofing bath salts.
Eat gator gumbo.
by
Night of the Grizzly
Wake up covered with scratches
Where is my honey?
by Hungry Bear
Drink Worcestershire Sauce
It's good for what ails you, dude
Unwrap the flavor
by Lea and Perrins
Do you believe them?
Oversized alligators
Florida golf course
Photoshop, no?
Or am I high on bath salts?
Need to know the Truth
by Confused
Dumb Amerikans:
You must start writing Haiku.
Future waits on you.
by put that in yr smite and poke it.
Fa La La La La
La La La La. Hark the
Haiku angels sing . . .
by Anonymous Poet
Uh huh uh huh yup
Uh huh uh huh yup uh huh
Uh huh uh huh yup
by Uh huh
You just don't get it
The best poetry is farts
You gone daddy-o
by Pffffffft
John Boy Walton's mole's
Enormous erect penis
Rising from the South
by Nothing else Rising Down South of North
Hey Macron, you cuck
Ready for your global gig?
Saturday is here.
by Contre Nous de la Tyrannie of Death to Globalism
