P2003 My shitting pool
The sea is cool, my shitting pool,
Defecation is as holy as can be,
My turds are light, both brown and bright,
Verily they bob in the goodly sea.
Now I know, said a ho I know,
They are all about cleanliness, you see.
So instead of on the spot, they shit in a pot,
And silently they release it in the sea.
Then this now not good, having understood,
But made no sense to me or my ass.
The gods taught them, just be same,
That honesty is just all gas.
The water I kiss, get ready to piss,
I almost feel like a fucking fish.
The gods on a cloud, chanting aloud,
Clap and cheer with festive relish.
I show a finger, grab a turd like cinder,
I prepare to throw it at them.
They quickly flee, drooling defeatist glee,
I spit in the air more phlegm.
P1998 This way and that,
I piss this way and that, stay fit not fat,
I've got a whole bunch of holes to fuck.
This time in spring, will joys bring,
Mainly girls who like to suck.
They take money, no free cunny,
What's wrong with this theme?
Old days were gold, they did as told,
I always ran out of lubricating cream.
Goodness gods, with free anal rods,
Precious and pious the people then,
Distorted nowadays, blaming the gays,
For fucking a cooked hen.
But I eat the hen, even then,
Wasting food isn't ever good, you know.
But then I think I taste sperm,
And imagine fucking the fellow.
That's bullshit you say, and you may,
Fiction sounds weird at times,
But just one weak mango fart, could start,
A spree of wanton holy crimes.
The gods do know, in the heart of every ho,
Is a pristine pool of placid piss.
Too many infections and cholesterol,
With alcohol may do this.
This bit I digress, it's my age, I confess,
I've wanted a life with legs.
But time has passed, the wine gassed,
I'm just sipping the lowly dregs.
P1997 My balls are heavy
My balls are heavy, impress a bevy,
Of girls nubile and strong.
They shake the tree, trying to impress me,
And I always prove them wrong.
Lo and behold, the ass wind is cold,
Life slows down to a chilled fart.
People think I'm bad, so true that it's sad,
Truth is sometimes a putrid tart.
My dreams are thick, unlike my dick,
I jump from branch to branch,
And yes they say, that I am gay,
I dress my leaves in ranch.
Crazy this tree, I'll show you when free,
My mind is like an infinite land.
It's filled with dreams, lubricating creams,
Me, Myself and my lover hand.
Hey hey hey, introduce you may,
As the craziest ape there is.
My hobbies include shooting poop,
Always on passing heads I piss.
P1992 Naughty naughty girl
Shit and piss, just like this,
Really an ordinary man who likes to curl.
But my braided hair and ponytail rare,
Make for a naughty naughty girl.
My balls sperm full, ass with stool,
Never a man can be gay.
The heavenly bell I can tell,
Tolls with every heave, so I say.
Yes you see, only little pee,
But the shit is almost brown spit.
Hallelujah says the gods, holy fucking rods,
My coolness never takes a hit.
So as you know, met the umbrella ho,
She insisted she fist my ass.
Holy fucking great, always liked a threat,
I killed her, one blast of sulphuric gas.
Ho Ho Ho, where's the brave ho,
So squeamish! My fart like dead fish.
Now, for free, an umbrella with me,
Gonna cook the whore into a dish.
P1976 Don't like this ant
Don't like this ant, was in my pants,
It bit my scrotum twice.
Don't know about you, there are a few,
Who eat ants with boiled rice.
Trying very hard, it's on guard,
I'll get it with my tongue flap.
My tongue is fast, a new role here cast,
To get the ant in my yap.
Yay yay yay, I feel really gay,
Maybe I'll let it in my ass.
Stimulation is fun, give my worms a run,
I can fart it out with gas.
P1970 পারছোনা ওটা তুলতে?
পারছোনা ওটা তুলতে?
পুরনো বান্ধবীকে ভুলতে?
ঠেলে ফেলে দেবো,
চলো তো খাঁদের ধারেতে.
ঝাঁটা পেটা করে মাজা ভেঙে দেবো,
পিন্ডি চটকে তার বড়া.
মুখের উপর ঝামা ঘষে দিলে,
জানবো তুমি জীবন্ত না মরা.
কোন মায়ের মেয়ে আমি তুমি জানো?
কেন মিছে বিপদ ডেকে আনো?
আমি অন্ধকারের মধ্যেও ঘোর কালো,
গুষ্টির তুষ্টি করতে পারি ভালো.
মেনিমুখো, অকর্মণ্য, ধরিবাজ,
মুখটা সব সময় হাঁড়ি .
পয়সা নেই কেন?
কি আমাকে কিনে দেবে শাড়ি?
কি বললে? দুঃখের মালা গাথি?
মারবো পেছনে লাথি.
পড়বে মুখ থুবরে গোবরে,
চললাম আমি, দেখছি অন্য সাথী.
P1969 I'm been fed shit
Freedom of speech, without a hitch,
You must be so fucking high.
Truth, by decree declared dead,
Semi-literates rule the sky.
Just one of many ant like, almost invisible,
A miserablist with a moral mouth.
Everyone wants badly to fuck my ass,
Everything going surly south.
I'm being fed shit, and stale, as I see it,
I can't breathe any air.
I can't scream, the pipe in the mouth,
Languid and hopeless in this snare.
The leaders' shit I assume,
I can taste the expensive spice.
Dim aroma with the nose blocked,
But I'm betting it's religious rice.
Lizards with hidden cameras,
It's the national pride and joy.
Nobody minds another reptilian spy,
Vying to be a "very good national boy."
You can't see the rest, it's best,
My asshole quivering with thrust.
The country has legislated, for talkative folks,
An attached spiny dildo, a must.
Stomach churning cesspool of squalor,
The coordinates of my life now.
Abject poverty a lens through which,
I pray to the holy cow.
Bullshit here, bullshit there, bullshit everywhere,
Ingredients of a successful state.
The inconvenient suffer piped prison soup,
Totally fucked by fate.
Propagandists with post truths,
Famous and unusually fun.
Infamously die and always unknown,
People who like to pun.
Education turns out, was a bad choice,
Should have been an ordinary street whore.
My asshole is both hairy and tight,
Depravity pleases much more.
Everything I do, is flashed on a screen,
My piss analyzed through a catheter fed.
Any sound I make can be used in a court of law,
The verdict always "off with his head."
P1963 Worm on my back
I walk like this, holding my hissy piss,
A hungry mad worm on my back.
I eat only meat, the worm my shit,
Together no power we lack.
A gift from god an ass raping rod,
Who could have foreseen my luck.
With it I go, more bravely than before,
Wherever there's a fake ass to fuck.
A cracking idea, how little here,
This land mired in backwater muck.
My thoughts wouldn't drown, to defeat I frown,
No villainy yet I can't fuck.
Foul play, usually hold sway,
Humans with good intentions extinct.
When caught in a bluff, the nitwits huff,
In the end they get the fucking hint.
They understand clout, only when you shout,
A tender asshole they fuck.
A weak character, a spine no better,
Gets only their dicks to suck.
I hate flimflam, dogmatic I am,
My balls the color of acrimonious bile.
I want to be known, famously flown,
Where I can live without any guile.
My tendrils of thought, friends I've sought,
May despise my guts sometimes.
But in their heart, in quiet hidden farts,
With mine their theory often rhymes.
In god's good grace, have a handsome face,
There's plenty of this flamboyant fucking I do.
I smile a lot, much smoking of pot,
I am in the remarkable few.
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