P2152 Ohh! My Daisy!

Ohh! My Daisy! You drive me crazy!

I can't make up my mind.

All three lips I want to kiss,

My noses put me in a bind.

My drool will pool, I the innocent fool,

Will die without fornication.

The gods are cross, I piss on moss,

Life is unmanly masturbation. 

I touch my asshole when I think of you,

It makes the gods sing with joy.

When my finger probes deeper,

They cheer with tears of coy.

Oy the moment when we'll kiss,

Will be remembered forever. 

My dick is thick, but head like a brick,

I can never pass for clever. 

But by holy shit! I call for it!

By holier piss! Will you marry me miss?

I have no ring, except on my asshole, 

It's yours till I drink god's piss.

P2151 Spout through your snout

When in doubt, spout through your snout,

There's nothing more relaxing for your head.

Gone are the nights, when the frights, 

Resolved through pissing in my bed.

I don't think, it's just the stink,

That makes people avoid me.

Plenty I know, including so and so,

Have shit smeared on face daily.

How they do it, well it's just shit,

You put your face in a crack!

Then they lick the hole, that's their role,

I want to stretch them on a rack. 

Humans in a ditch, dirty fucking bitch,

That's what they call nature now.

I think that's crazy, their vision hazy, 

Lazy assholes that should die somehow.

P2150 I tap my dick

I tap my dick, they think I'm sick,

They just have no fucking clue.

I'm slowly dying, my jizz has been drying, 

Just in the loo, I checked my poo.

Then I shake my dick, come cum thick,

But just drips drops few like glue.

The erection a noodle, the gods doodle, 

Silly cloud impressions in the blue.

Well fuck them all, shit acting tall,

I have no tolerance for such gods.

If you can't see reality, I say with sincerity 

You should be poked with anal rods. 

Well whatever, who cares, 

I'm royally fucked already. 

My jackfruit balls, what falls,

Is cum that I can't even see.

I don't know, I'll ask my ho,

She talks to semi-dead schlongs, 

If she can't make a headway, 

She uses red hot tongs.

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P2145

P2144

P2143 Feel my wrath

Feel my wrath, do the math,

You are fucked beyond respect. 

I can, by decree, fuck your ass,

I belong to a famous holy sect.

So holy, that by fucking golly, 

You'll forget you had an ass.

Shit will have to be regurgitated,

Sorry no sir, can't pass no gas.

By the oldest scriptures to date,

I swear on a million gods, 

You will die in hell after you die,

Unless you insert metal anal rods.

You'll repeat arbitrary things after me,

Until you dry your spit.

We'll make you misappraise reality, 

You'll forfeit your right to shit.

You'll join the mass hysterical groups, 

And chant yourself into a trance.

We'll say obligatory sweet nothings, 

When you go mad and dance.

Of course we'll shit on you when you're dead,

We never skimp on passage rites. 

We'll plant a weed of unimportant sorts,

And taking your name fly kites.

P2142 On a handstand

I often piss, on a handstand like this,

This got me popular with chicks. 

They flock in large numbers, 

Ignoring very large dicks.

Pussy right and left, my chin cleft,

They say is a beauty spot.

When I shit in the squatting posture, 

They claim I'm entirely hot.

Maybe it's because I'm a guru,

Who freely fucks around. 

My bullshit has no end to it, no shit,

I like a breast perfectly round.

The easiest trick, your finger you stick, 

Nonchalantly into an unsuspecting's asshole.

Then you fist your arm upwards, 

Until you reach her eternal soul.

The yoga gods have taught,

How to lie your way into a hole.

I've seen success in a million ways,

I'm just a big holy asshole.

P2141 I stand tall on my balls

I stand tall on my balls,

Dear miss can't you hear me piss?

I assure you the largest turd,

From my asshole are as big as this.

My gas is foul, I have a dirty soul,

Miss can I kiss your hand?

Forever we'll live in a Mumbai slum,

Because I have no money or land.

I also have no prospect of a job,

In fact I have indeed no legs.

All I ever do is shit and piss,

Get drunk from leftover kegs.

But be my miss, I want to piss,

On a creature I want to mate. 

The gods unruly, have destined truly,

For you a most miserable fate.

P2140 Look I drool like a fool

Look I drool like a fool, 

My face isn't at all any good.

But I'm dirt poor, no I'm sure,

For days I've haven't had any food.

The rich are getting richer they say,

And I've forgotten how to do numbers. 

I can't even beg because I drool so much,

I get beaten with thick iron bars.

I'm probably going to die soon, 

No one for me in this cold cruel world.

My family took everything I had,

And outside I was forever hurled. 

I've stayed outside, I've nothing to hide, 

My story isn't unique I know.

In telling it, I represent a class,

Of unfortunate, old, disabled and slow.

We are at the fringe, creaking at the hinge, 

We are almost ready to die.

But no matter what we wish, or who our god,

Suffering is what overwhelms our sky.

P2139 A damsel in distress

A damsel in distress, not wearing a dress,

Just a bikini as is usually the case.

My skin is clear, in my scream is fear,

I hope to attract a chivalrous face.

But so far no one, a very hot sun,

My legs tired from the unusual sprint.

The screaming left me hoarse, I have to force,

Words that need no careful stint.

This plan was bad, with anger quite mad,

I'll die unmarried and a bitch.

I'll grow a chin long, hair always wrong, 

And look haggard like a witch.

Why so few good men, or so many so poor,

I'd rather starve than be betrothed to a mendicant.

Where are my princess's dreams now?

Where the castle with a meadow slightly slant?

I'll shit in a saucepan, marry an ordinary man,

Probably as dumb as dirt.

If only I could seduce a bald rich jew,

I'll be at least wearing a fancy skirt.

But I don't know, I'll probably be a ho,

The income is better in the brothel usually. 

I'll keep my eyes open, grab the first nitwit when,

He can't say no to end my concocted misery.

P2138 I look for new land

I look for new land, find only sand,

My feet unhappy without socks.

Long time ago, when I ate avocados,

With my hands I could crush mighty rocks.

Now a miserable whiny wimp, a desert pimp,

I help travelers find hookers for free.

In the cave I live, I only have a sieve, 

With which I can make my morning tea.

I'm not bright, I squint in light, 

Perhaps the shimmering is a mirage. 

I wouldn't really know, it could be a ho,

A pricey pretty girl behind a barrage. 

Well maybe this world isn't real,

Or maybe I'm finally dead. 

I feel a gnawing pain, a shift in gain,

This sun has got inside my head.

P2137 A tooth in pain

A tooth in pain, can fuck your brain, 

And get your life to stop.

Your depression will disappear, 

Your new destination become a flop.

It's been going on for a day,

And I'm almost in fucking tears.

The ibuprofen lasts only for an hour, 

And then the pain back in gears.

A curse of banshee is on me,

I must have shit on her face.

Must have happened in an erstwhile life, 

This life I've always shit on a ceramic surface. 

One way or another age catches up,

My tooth is letting me know. 

All the running around I did,

Still a dental and mental hobo.

Fuck my tooth and fuck my ass.

Let a tooth fairy come from serendipity, 

Or I could just suffer the toothache, 

Until my bed is wet and shitty.

My thoughts clouded, my bed already wet,

It was the sweet treat.

I swear on my asshole, I swear, 

I'll cut down on the sugary shit.

P2136 I'm rolling on a ball

I'm rolling on a ball, it's no exercise at all,

That's what you might think. 

Try to put on some weight, just standing straight, 

Will take you near death's brink.

I'm trying to get back to shape,

But all I do is get my back scratched.

Then I take a hot steamy bath,

And get more plans hatched. 

I've noticed I look evil,

My asshole is a gaping hole.

I suspect there's more than fat wrong here,

I may be a narcissistic asshole. 

But no matter I shall continue, 

To piss on humanity as before. 

The misanthrope in me is still hungry,

I've to keep feeding it more.

P2135 Obligatory circles

Too many people and too many words,

I feel sick to my pit.

I might throw my undigested, 

Or could very well shit.

The concentric layers are too crowded, 

I can smell their underarms from here.

What's hidden, isn't always interesting, 

Especially if it's everywhere. 

My life is making the obligatory circles,

Like when you flush your shit.

In this case I am it, that panics and flits,

Before it disappears in it.

Hustle and grit, mind full of shit,

It's getting dark here now.

But I'm an incompetent asshole, 

Needed to be dead somehow.

Down the pipe I summarily go, 

Round and round compulsively spun.

I realize now the meaning of existence, 

The power in an ordinary flush cistern. 

But I'm full of shit, this is where I fit,

I don't deserve anything but this.

I've lived too long, almost fifty strong, 

Net by weight a lot of shit and piss.

P2134 I'm Tarzan the ape man

I'm Tarzan the ape man,

And I'm selling my shit today.

Someone needed to swap his poop,

To become stronger and gay.

So I said sure thing, 

And since then I've been at it.

I can tell you from my mouth, 

It's really profitable this shit.

Plus you can adulterate at whim,

No one sniffs carefully. 

I use all kinds of shit,

When diarrhea makes me super silly.

Well Jane is fucking an ape,

She's into animals a lot.

I've started fucking hyena cunts,

I find them screaming hot.

My balls are worm infested, 

They make me scratch the sac red.

Jane likes to fondle my balls,

Then she gives me head.

She's got a great tongue the girl, 

She cleans my asshole too.

Then we kiss under the banana tree,

We make love that's entirely untrue. 

P2133 I slap my ass

I slap my ass, when I pass my gas,

So that people can cover their nose.

It's like a meteor minus the terror,

When I fart I always pose.

I'm photogenic I always believed, 

The naysayers get everything wrong, 

My balls are like nuts, dick like a noodle,

But my confidence is very strong. 

I can always beat you at whatever it is,

Because you're by definition weak.

I spray piss and on your face poot,

I carry all the glory with streak.

I have a way with words,

Or I'll take a shit when wondering. 

I'm not shy to vomit on your clothes, 

Or to do some elaborate pissing. 

I'm great, I've always said,

There can be no two say. 

I curse you to the lowest level of hell,

For onions if you make me pay.

P2132 I don't wear pants

I don't wear pants, I piss on my plants, 

That way they stay respectfully gay.

You don't want to know what I grow, 

From my asshole when I pray.

My garden is green, I keep it clean, 

The weeds I smoke them all.

The fungus I get high on,

The mold I sell as bread, in a stall.

I get by, from the fish I don't fry,

That usually I'd rather not eat.

These would be the ones in my pond, 

That have grown fat eating my vomit.

Piss and shit, my grass is hit,

Ladies want to lie naked on my grass.

When they do that, I start a chat,

And gape at the crack in their ass.

Their asshole so small, my turds won't fall,

If they found a way inside. 

It's only when I ask questions like that,

They run away and hide.

P2131 My mouth was full

My mouth was full, a raving fool,

Pissed hot piss inside. 

He's part of my tongue, my future rung,

Now all part of this sordid ride.

Where will I go, he's violent so,

Shows finger to people passing by,

I might cut his stalk, but how will I talk,

I'll crumble into a heap and cry.

On my hand and feet, I'll pray to it,

Please don't shit on my life.

Go away from where you came, 

Or I'll cut you with a sharpened knife.

What a gruesome day, I say with dismay, 

Maybe it's all gas and it will pass.

But if it's true, if he is I think is who,

I'm unlikely to find greener grass.

P2130 I'm trying to stand on my feet

I'm trying to stand on my feet, anyway it fits,

I don’t know which is vertical. 

The way forward seems to be straight, 

Now that's all horizontal. 

But which way do I go, or where,

This is all desolate white. 

The voice in my head is the only one,

Who I can hear when quiet. 

Or I don't know who I am anymore,

Or who else I could be.

The nights and nightmares, 

They all seem the same to me.

My life isn't over yet, or at least as long,

I have left a mind.

But then in the soundless void I hear,

The empty choir of madness blind.

P2129 I'm sucking my cock

I'm sucking my cock, wearing a frock,

Something I've always wanted to do.

When I was a child several narratives,

Said how, why, what and usually who.

But I don't give a fuck, I continue to suck,

It's really dry to tell you what is true. 

I do things to get the sticklers on springs,

And enjoy seeing them blue. 

The world as we see it, isn't how it is,

It's really just an evolutionary tale.

Cling to your gods, oil your anal rods,

Superstitions aren't going to stop the gale.

The planet is super fucked, we've really sucked, 

As the species in charge. 

I'm getting enraged, with my cock engaged, 

I might suddenly discharge. 

P2128 I like to taste my food

I like to taste my food, but get royally screwed,

Nothing about reality is so accommodatingly simple.

But when I flail miserably in the air, it's only fair, 

I get a miss whose smile has a dimple.

Yes alas, I have many tongues,

And I'm pretty sure you want to ask "why".

To tell you I am this way, a dismay

May from your soul freely fly. 

Well be dismayed, I care very little, 

I'm a dirty little pest. A PEST you hear.

I live a reclusive life in a corner dump,

Away from all the sneer. 

I live in my mind and talk with echoes, 

As if extra tongues aren't a pain.

I'm more afraid of my own thoughts, 

Want an empty brain in the rain.

Despicable my shadow, it grows,

I hide from point sources of light,

I hate the giant with gigantic limbs, 

That looks like me when it's bright. 

P2127 I bake the head

I bake the head of my foe to red,

I marinate it with spicy piss.

I add garlic, onion and green chili, 

Until I hear the sizzling hiss.

They don't know, I'm the so,

What they say, so so Great. 

How dare in my lair, they shaved my pubic hair,

My balls itching with hate.

A shoplifting whore, wanted to settle a score,

She must have supplied the blade.

The gods willing, blood will be spilling, 

Of people with genes of nitwit grade.

I caught one, and cut it right up,

It'll be my snack for at least the hour.

I'll hunt them down, make sure they drown,

I'll piss a river and show my power. 

But they give me worms, can't overdo, 

Otherwise I scratch my asshole raw.

Last time it had a gash that went deep,

And I had to shit with a straw.

P2126 I drink and drink

I drink and drink, don't think,

Thinking is a thankless thing.

What is passé, has my sympathies, 

But nothing more I can spring. 

I go where no one goes, the many foes,

Want me cold and dead.

To make amends, or win friends,

I always party in my head. 

A three-headed idiot I am now,

Or I could be something different. 

The liquor's grains write the rhymes, 

Why I am an ordinary gent. 

And I talk too much, I lurch,

I toddle and as I said, can barely think. 

The women that find me interesting,

Later disown their own fancy kink.

The party is young, and I am getting old,

Everything is short-term, crusty poor me.

What a tragedy when everyone's fresh, 

Is that not a fretful travesty?

P2125 I eat the flies in my eyes

I eat the flies in my eyes, 

They are really yummy I think. 

Better than the taste of shit paste,

That always used to stink. 

But being a foodie, I love my shit,

I understand that's not crazy.

But what is bad, and I become sad,

When my shit ferments lazy. 

I shit on complexity, I like simplicity, 

The lines are black and bold.

In my mind the rhymes dull the crimes,

That everyday I'm forced to behold. 

Then I piss on it, and cover it,

And it becomes a manure plot.

On it I grow cabbage and lettuce, 

I love sandwiches a lot.

I give my miss, complexity soaked in piss,

She sucks it in with a straw.

How we laugh, then hooping cough,

Our love always vermin raw.

P2124 My body dysmorphia is bad

My body dysmorphia is bad, I'm going mad,

My tongue looks like a penis I fear.

What's that monster in my asshole, a soul, 

With a hand to box my ear.

I am a cripple, in all sorts of hell,

Why does my shit always hit the fan.

I'll stop shitting from now, any fucking how, 

Or always sit on the pooping can.

My hands like fin, my limbs thin, 

Don't know fingers from fucking toe. 

My balls are where my tonsils should be,

A pointer for a future ho.

What the fuck, how I suck, 

A pathetic life on the dole. 

If I was balanced on a leg, in a keg,

Of beer I'd drown the soul in my asshole.

P2123 Both hand goes

Both hand goes, through my nose,

I clap with joy and revelry. 

This is all I can do, stuck on a wall,

My suffering is my destiny. 

But I stay entertained, I paint,

In my mind a myriad workflow, 

If I had a penis, I could hire a miss,

She could suck my balls and blow. 

But nay, to my utter dismay, 

I'm missing a body part. 

But at least I don't eat and shit,

Or piss, now bless my heart. 

I don't go anywhere, just stare,

Into the abysmal doom and gloom.

When I want I take a trip, on my tongue, 

I gulp the growing mushroom.

P2122 This is my shit

This is my shit, anyone will vomit, 

The stench can get to your soul. 

It's so bad, so very very bad,

Even my fart doesn't smell as foul. 

Oh well, it's my shit, I'll eat it,

That or I could suck my fucking thumb.

Food no longer my thing, assholes are king,

I so wish I stayed illiterate and dumb.

And piss I try, Pepsi I can't buy,

That's really all recycling going on.

All you do nowadays to eat is kill,

And kiss moist assholes till dawn. 

Well I resist, naturally I eat shit,

There's nothing to comfort. 

I'm up against a wall of brick, very thick,

Made of egos of the egotistic sort.

P2121 Bending my head like this

Bending my head like this, I drink my piss,

Hallelujah bless my heart. 

Sometimes overwhelmed by the urine, 

I transpire an emotional fart. 

My farts are bad, they make people mad,

The stink sticks to everything. 

It becomes your body odor for life, 

You just happened to be passing. 

Well life's never fair, my fart scalded my hair,

Just next to my shit hole. 

It was after I had a red masala curry,

Meat marinated on hot coal. 

My shit's gourmet good, my bitch cooks as food,

Husband and mangy wife blessed we are.

The grotesque gods, unplug butt rods, 

Feed dung to the human whores there.

I lick my wife's ass, a puckered purple prolapse,

And it smells like a fresh morning rose.

I wait for her nocturnal vomit burps,

Like a stove it burns my eager nose.

My piss gets me happy, I feel so pretty, 

I vomit a lot on the hearth.

Then I wallow in the warmth of my waste,

And dream of a human after birth. 

P2120

P2119 I show my tongue

I show my tongue it's a color of dung, 

The guards are all asleep.

I can only scare, and bite if caught unaware, 

There are many half dead in the heap.

It's really what I do, make people stew, 

But I cook my meat really rare. 

Nobody in the middle of the night, 

Should expect anything fair. 

You can scream and howl, a black owl,

Will be used as a vocal gag.

He does more in your throat, a coat

Of blood will be left on the rag.

You'll be in my freezer a lot, and the pot,

You'll simmer to a nice taste. 

You'll feel my teeth gnawing and tearing, 

Teasing the flesh into paste. 

P2118

P2117 My life's shitty

My life's shitty, but want no pity, 

I'm okay to live on the street. 

One day success will bend its hip,

Too glad to touch my feet. 

It's all selfish reasons, mainly treasons,

That's driven morality to shit.

But I see no reason, my seasons,

Need to be a copy of it.

I share a rag, with a rat,

I sleep huddled near a bin.

Passengers to the station, ration,

An obligatory look of sin. 

I don't blame them, societal hem,

Always has outliers like me.

If only I don't starve, I can carve,

A future featured as free.

P2116 When I squeeze my balls

When I squeeze my balls, more cum falls,

I enjoy this quite a bit.

Other than masturbation, the only other passion,

Is to take a really big shit. 

I like it when a huge turd, trying very hard,

Breaks a wind and then my asshole. 

Several poems bleeds to me right then,

Then get flushed down the toilet hole. 

My life is simple and plain, like piss rain, 

I talk to my shit all the time.

My shit often tells me a tact, in fact,

That can fix any shitty rhyme.

My poems if read, with an empty head,

Will help move the bowels well.

And when you see your shit, smile a bit,

You know only truth I tell.

P2115 In a corner in pain

In a corner in pain, I scream in vain,

No one loves me.

A world of assholes, fucked up souls, 

I get ass raped for free.

I feel lonely and lost, a burden of cost, 

Forlorn the memories I look back.

Only in a book, when I look,

Sometimes I don't feel the cruel rack.

Everyone is opaque, most just plain fake,

I've lost trust in the prison walls.

The walls have ears, or maybe it's my fears, 

Not prepared to face the crowded halls.

P2114 A siren on a rock

A siren on a rock, naked without a frock, 

I see no sinews brave the waves for me.

I've lost half teeth and gum, waiting for cum,

But no Ulysses was caught free. 

My boobies are touching the waves,

I feel old and sort of like a whore. 

Singing my throat hoarse, so much life force, 

Went waiting for things written long before.

Fuck all old books, don't like how they look,

Even in pictures of libraries I detest.

May the gods fuck and fist themselves,

Last thing to see before I rest.

P2113 On my shit I piss

On my shit I piss, liked by many a miss,

They say I'm a funny guy.

I'm really sorry to hear that, I'm more a rat, 

Eat fermented food to get high.

But the world I find very stiff, many ifs,

Without a clear-cut exit. 

It's this reason why, I never look up high,

And just focus on my own ordinary shit.

My asshole is dear to me, the gods gave it free,

I always take very good care.

Today the shit was good, evacuated all the food,

Now I'll comb my pubic hair.

P2112 An assortment of meat

An assortment of meat, is all I eat,

The flavors get mixed inside. 

There's the price, gluttony a vice,

But that fact I always hide.

A sparkling drink, to a brimming brink,

I like the bubbles as they burst.

My mind wanders far, the door ajar,

My imagination gets drunk first. 

As I rest and digest, I hotly contest, 

In my mind the hardscrabble lot.

Privileged I sit, and below my feet, 

Empty battles are being fought. 

Who knows when, the common glen,

Will really see a commoner trot.

Their comfort depends on my discomfort, 

I'll lose everything I've got. 

P2111 I will throw my shit

I will throw my shit, let's face it,

I'm cornered like a rat.

Even my balls are exposed to the cruelty, 

No respect for my erstwhile hat.

I fling a turd far, it plops to the ground, 

I see the parabolic arc it took.

If only the enemy was in the trajectory, 

It would've made him a spook.

The smell I know is bad, really really bad,

Sort of in a nightmarish way.

Even my farts can kill a village, 

If nose not blocked with clay.

P2110

P2109 Shut the fuck up

Shut the fuck up, or I sew it shut,

I carry a needle and thread. 

Or I can fuck your mouth, 

To push your larynx in your head.

Stupid person fuck, you must suck,

From tomorrow my limp lifeless dick.

If it throbs back to firm, I confirm, 

I pay you your due wages quick.

And day after I shit in your yap,

In one of those open mouth sessions. 

I will release a turd and a fart,

In one of your deepest confessions.

P2108 I climb upstairs

I climb upstairs it's full of snares, 

I say fuck you mister god. 

I know what you do up there,

I've seen the forked anal rod.

There's no sense, in a world nonsense, 

Dubious people are at the helm.

When people like me, in situations shitty, 

Live in their phlegmatic phlegm.

It's so bad, I get really sad,

Not much now I can do.

Who knows where, a miss will care,

Or I continue to fuck a shrew.

But I can walk, and cook I will,

Making sure the egg is nice and fried.

One day I'll surely look back and say,

I succeeded because I tried.