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gather 'round... THE POOPER speaks


Guest beardo

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An ominous gurgling rumble and your face is in my sights.

Releasing POOP rockets now, for your scatological delight.

Corn encrusted assapples and crumpcakes bathed in slop.

A stinking soft serve fudge-cone with a cherry placed on top.

 

Feel the bubbling blitzkrieg of brown.

Taste the arsenal of slop.

Enjoy the shower of e. coli contained in every precious drop.

 

You are my toilet, people, so there is no need to fight.

I release my giant, all-powerful, greasy muddmelon of might.

Your head is engulfed, in a helmet of brown.

I point and laugh and make faces, like some fecal-circus clown.

 

In your warm cocoon of caca.

In your pocket of rectal death.

You strain and struggle and cry out "please!" with every choking breath.

 

Ensconced in your womb of buttmustard.

Enshrouded in vile muck.

Your muffled screams go unnoticed, as I go watch "Daffy Duck."

 

My crumpchasm is all but spent on you.

The void is now complete.

Hear the echo bouncing off its walls.

You are entombed in my chunky treat.

 

THE POOPER

 

 

i challange any of you "MCs" to step to this fool.

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