Porcelain Pooetry Narrated · Shared

The Deck of the Bay of Poop

Poopin' in the morning sun.

I'll be poopin' when the evenin' come.

Watchin' my logs fall in.

Then I'll flush 'em all away again.

Just a poopin' my farts slip while I unzip.

Watchin' that corn fall in line.

Just a poopin' over half of my trip. wastin' time.

A Porcelain Pooetry narrator

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