ALMOST OKAY SCATOLOGICAL
POETRY SLAM ROUND II!
Welcome to our newest contributor - Mark Kay!
Comment on your faves or add your own!
It would never fit
If it weren't for the butter
Anus tightly clenched
-Ye Olde Blowharde
Something that I ate
Is making some bad gas, man
Oh God let me fart!
-Prof. Dirk Beat
I BURP BELCH AND FART
SOCIETY EXPRESS NO
APPRECIATION
-Mark Kay
Sticky humid day
Scrotum rubbing denim sweat
Pass the powder please
-Ye Olde Blowharde
That can't be my turd
Doesn't even look like shit
More like afterbirth
-Prof. Dirk Beat
SENSE OF PUNANI
SCENTS DO REMIND ME OF TIME
SENT TO BUY TAMPONS
-Mark Kay
Gladly I would eat
Like Hershey's candy kisses
Peanuts from her shit
-Ye Olde Blowharde
You put your tongue where?
And she didn't even scream?
Think she would let me?
-Prof. Dirk Beat
I SMELL MY FINGERS
TOUCHING INNOCENT PLACES
VIRGINITY LOST
-Mark Kay
Insidious gas
The silent but deadly kind
Hey, it wasn't me
-Ye Olde Blowharde
My asshole is fire
In retrospect more hot sauce
Wasn't very wise
-Prof. Dirk Beat
WAS IT CLEAN OR NOT?
THAT WAS THE BURNING QUESTION
I FORGOT TO CARE
-Mark Kay
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