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Push, Wipe, Flush

Member since 2007 · Posted 15 Jan 2007 · 2 comments

Pushing Pushing Pushing The mighty turds out of my asshole Wiping Wiping Wiping And then my fucking finger goes through Flushing Flushing Flushing Farewell turds as you desert me Fullstop

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[9] Edna Sweetlove 16-Jan-07/4:45 AM Reply

It is not often one comes across such a beautiful piece of versification as this one. Thank fuck.

[0] deleted user 16-Jan-07/1:55 PM Reply

Well having seen this and your remarks on my poetry i see what a shyte you are. This is garbage crap tedious boring stupid foul nasty unremarkable boring predictable mornic stupid lousy and no imagination at all. Frankly sunshine i would give up and stick to your day job shoveling shyte.