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Poop be thy name

By Christoph007

Topics: Poetry Source: AllPoetry Original source

Black rancid milk On a hot summer day Is what I dream of To satisfy my thirst POOP BE THY NAME Swimming in a pool of vinegar After being sunburn all over my body Would be most tempting On a day like today POOP BE THY NAME French kissing A rabies infected dog After its been highly agitated Would be so refreshing POOP BE THY NAME Eating rotten eggs That have been cooked On the hood of a hot car Would be yummy right about now POOP BE THY NAME POOP BE THY NAME? What does this poem have to do WITH POOP? WHY DID I EVEN WRITE THIS?I wrote this for NO REASON OTHER THAN TO BE STUPID! I write such serious and deep poems, that for once I wanted to write crap, and that is what this poem is....CRAP! Enjoy.:) Written April 10th, 2002 © on Apr 10 2002 09:08 AM PST   0 • 10

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