Poop Group: February 2018

Tuesday, February 27, 2018

Oh Indian food,
Now my stomach feels like a
Tandoori oven.

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I started to wipe,
Then stopped to shit a bit more.
Should write a renga.

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My asshole needs a
Speech pathologist because
It keeps stuttering.

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Taco Bell's slogan
Should - from this moment on - be
"Run for the bathroom."

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That's a lot of shit.
It's hard to quantify, but
Around a shitload.

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Amber's back in town,
So I can ignore Mason's
Yelling from downstairs.

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I wish orange chicken
Translated better into
A nice, citrus shit.

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Amber's leaving for
Chicago, but my butt is
The Windy Shitty.

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Now my punk rock band
Called "Likwid Shytt" is catchy
And accurate too!

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More diarrhea?
Next time I won't eat any
Diarrhea. Oh.

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Oh Diarrhea,
You're such a pretty word, but
Gross everything else.

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Home with a sick boy.
Well, that makes it easier
To shit my brains out.

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This isn't a joke:
I shit about 5 pounds worth
And have more to go.

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Paul Klein

Well, those deviled eggs
Ended up getting scrambled.
With a side of shit.

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Oh spicy sushi,
How you make your presence known
The morning after.

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