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Disclaimer: If you are weak of stomach, just ate, are pregnant, under 13, dont like scary movies, still wet your bed, if you are on any medication such as Aidactazide, Anafranil, Brethine, Cardene, Catapres, Diulo, Elavil, Nalfon, Xanax. Or if you are mental unstable with such phobias: Coprophobia, Necrophobia, Trichopathophobia, Cibophobia, Gynephobia, Helminthophobia, Gymnophobia, Spermatophobia. Or have the fear of suppositories should not read this poem.
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DROPOUT
Huge
large clumps fall to the ground
They roll and tumble over each other
The smell is awful.
You wouldn't want to eat of it
Because I'm sure it tastes like crap.
Where does it go
When it drops out my butt
And into the commode
It drops out into another field
In which the flies love togather around.
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STARS
They
dazzle and frezzle
Nice and bright they shine.
Make peoples heads
look shiny as a penny.
Up in the sky they watch
The boats float and sink
Mr. Clean makes our sinks
Shine like the baby in the east.
Easiest and nicest when
In wettest part of ocean.
Froggies tell the fishies
Gittery biterly flying in the sky
Looking so nice and pretty as her eyes.
They sparkle like her teeth
When her mouth is open.
People know she's coming
The stars follow and shine on her.
Beauty like scooby
Never ending fragrance
Smells so sweet and fresh.
Like that of a cat in a bat's lair.
While in Jim's hair.
Life isn't just fair
And people wonder
Why?
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