I can hear God's dog.
It's vomiting on my couch.
Or my wife's horny.

Despite what they say,
vaginas do not explode,
even with Pop Rocks.

My enormous cunt
remains unsatisfied by
your tiny penis.

She would leave me.
But she's become a fat pig.
Nobody wants her.

Nothing is wasted
If I have to use tweezers
I will smoke this roach

Grinch farts Grinch farts, yeah!
Grinch farts Grinch farts Grinch farts, yeah!
Grinch farts Grinch farts, yeah!

Tried to get it on
With a horny stoplight once
But no GO signal

Maybe we could try
Still have a few drinks and screw
In a dark alley

Poetry Robot
No marital relations
Ejaculates grease

Grinch farts up the front
Impressive labia stunt
Cuntfart Cuntfart Cunt

I do not have a wife. I am not a lesbian. I am single.

I don

I mentioned the wife,
but you are back to Grinch Farts.
What is wrong with you?

Grinch farts for Christmas
Just the right size for stockings
So green and smelly

Poles Dancing Club. What?
Accordions..Bobby Vinton!?
Not as expected

Imagine Darth's wife.
Does he even have a wife?
If so, pity her.

Beastiality
Turned myself in to the cops
For screwing a pig

Looking for something ?
I hope it's not poetry
You won't find that here

run run hurdle
Run run hurdle run run
Run run hurdle

Trump toilet paper
Each square displays his visage
Orange becomes burnt ombré

Time for a poem
I assume the position
Push out another

I'm not complaining
Watching you bend over now
Picking up a dime

Please don't get me wrong
I'm not sure what to say here
But I sure can count

I'm not a bad man
I flush after I go poo
Don't spit on the streets

Metamorphosis
When butterflies get boners
Then they fly zig zag

company has left
Out of habit, I get up
Sniff all the chair seats

Whatever you want
But when you say what you want
They call the police

Sea kraits twisty dance
Come to our undersea rave
We will bite your ass

I DID go live there.
Living there as we now "speak".
And it's a shit hole.

But at least I'm free.
American Freedom's dead.
Hope you like your wall.

Abort those babies.
Legalize pot and cocaine.
Hail Lord Satan!

Old perv grabs pussy.
Orange Cheeto-head con artist.
He is Putin's slave.

Leftist poetry...
God I can't stand it at all;
predictably dull.

Well I changed my mind
I went hog wild. Chose the ham.
Farts sound like oinking

Sulphur farts, uh-huh...
That's your mind on a good day.
And when it's filthy ?

I chose egg salad
Something to look forward to
Cutting sulphur farts

I'm at work today
Deciding on lunch choices
Egg salad or ham

He responds with shit.
His brain is like a toilet.
He deserves a flush.

Broom handle up priest?
Never have. I'm Protestant
so couldn't care less.

Ever fucked a priest
Up the ass with a flaming
Broooooooooooomhandle?

Nothing wrong with that.
I once sold uranium
to some Amish priests.

It was a good trade.
Enriched uranium for
some strawberry jam.

I was curious,
but didn't want to ask what
they wanted it for.

Uranus yum yum
Russian dressing on the side
Way horrorshow good

Trump is honest Abe
Compared to the evil Bitch
That sold uranium

To the Russian thugs
While slimy rat Bill Clinton
Took their rubles

That's not collusion
To Democrat Bolsheviks
The craven grifters-

Russian collusion
Yes it happened GD right
Under Demon rats

Please Tell Vlad, kind Sir.
Said Obola the jive @$$
I am flexible.

Arriving home,drunk
Twenty minutes spent farting
Ahhhh...this is the life

Kleptomaniac
Out there on the dance floor now
Stealing all my moves

The wedding is off
You said you would find a job
Stop writing poems

Horseradish is not usually considered when deciding on flavors for cake frosting. Sometimes you get a hankering you just can not explain. Trust me, it is the Devil.

Robotic sex slave
Original packaging
New and in the box

Oh, how the crowd cheered
That's why no one noticed me
Balcony B.M.

I have an idea.
All organic zombie strips.
Wriggling jerky.

Preach it, Wong Lofan.
This is war against zombies.
Haiku our weapon.

Don't diss Orangeman...
Orange Savior Daddy Trump
give fire to man.