Shit
I sit on the toilet
toilet paper in hand
my turd won't come out
is life ever grand
I push & I push
but there's no turd in sight
for a dead piece of waste
it sure puts up a fight
my ass is so sore
I can't push no more
blood slowly dripped
as my ass muscles tore
one last final push
one last scream of pain
all I heard was a splash
all I saw was a stain
I look in the toilet
my face says it all
victorious at last
as I watch my turd fall.
toilet paper in hand
my turd won't come out
is life ever grand
I push & I push
but there's no turd in sight
for a dead piece of waste
it sure puts up a fight
my ass is so sore
I can't push no more
blood slowly dripped
as my ass muscles tore
one last final push
one last scream of pain
all I heard was a splash
all I saw was a stain
I look in the toilet
my face says it all
victorious at last
as I watch my turd fall.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| *** Lanaatje38***: | Dinsdag, september 07, 2004 22:45 |
| vreeeeeeeeeeeeselijk als je niet kan eh.. poepen... hahhahaa... leuk beschreven in keurig engels... yeah.. liefs, Lia |
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| Bart Cools: | Dinsdag, september 07, 2004 22:27 |
| haha Ik ben blij dat je em leuk vind! |
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| *~~~GlitterGirly~~~*: | Dinsdag, september 07, 2004 19:48 |
| hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha........ verdomme zit ik hier helemaal te janken van het lachen.... liefs en xxx |
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| Auteur: Bart Cools | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: michris | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 07 september 2004 | ||
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