Farter with a
seed filled pop out!
More stinking
than a local skunk hole!
After I ate all
bean cans for a single luncheon!
I Slid down in
the toilet.
With all those
turds.
I’m still here.
It’s insane!
I’m called Pooh
Pooh Man!
Ain’t I
Fragrant?
You said I’m
more stinking than a lounged out Skunk motive!
You say my
annoying adenoids keep creeping Junky Burpings in a Toilet Pound!
Look! Coming
down from my pants leg!
It’s a Turd!
My dirt, pees,
and pain!
I am Pooh Pooh
Man!
Yes, I am
Stinking Here! My Farts sure are heard, man!
It’s like I ate
strange meals eaten, with odder ants, who are spread as dirt with their bowels,
and my obesity farts sure are louder than those of moral men.
I keep Stinking
Weird like a Garbage Can or a Trash Can, and, of course, it’s the course from
my liver. I leave marks on my underpants, and of course
on my bared hands.
I am Pooh,
deriding as Toilet Rent, I sure am that ‘Pooh riled up in all Air Vents!’ Wild-Munched oil beaners forming such gassy
stinky blocked up toilet papers, spouts out a never ending farting for poop,
urine, and the toilet in my way.
“Poo Poo Man
He went down the sewers in his usual way.
Bare hands disguised by toilet paper
Flush, flush, the toilet room way
Filled his remorse with Butt Hole Slivers
His Wipes reel with like some bunched up dog
droppings
This is not Arsenic And Old Lace.
We wish he was with Asteroids In Outer Space
Poo Poo Man!”
Butt it is not just Poo Poo Man.
We Belong In A Garbage
Can
With Drops by our Turds
They are Snidest
By our sides
And our Lives are filled
up
By Those Flies
Crap keeps falling down Our
thighs
Want A Poo, Man?
Want A Poo, Man?!!
One Turd, Wow Man!
Farts Heard Now! Bam!
As you are waiting for
the toilet
And the Sents I Sent Out
One Turd Poop Man
One Weird Drooped Man
All the weirds
are wasted with you
And the odor
you possess
In their
frightened sights
Flushing for
your poops
And the old
browns, tans and what else you do
Stinking Snot
Man
Stinking Snot
Man
Now the sewer
is ready for you
And the
droppings you can do
Make a smell a
stink
Plop a bunch
into the toilet
Make a flusher
fell your poop
What A Fart Man
Get smells out
from your underwear, Weirder Poop Man
All these Dopes
are stunk with you
And the
crapping that you do
Stop a bull
drop old
Make the Toilet
Gold
Change your
behind and change those swirls
Bathroom Man,
Bathroom Man
Sure, smells
like that Bathroom Can
Sits on a
toilet, any time
Farts out
stinks that are liked by flies!
Poop out!
Here comes the
Bathroom-Man
His smell’s
strong! Glisten, Mud:
He's got such
reaction Crud
Can he wipe off his Butt?
Hold your nose,
over again!
Smell it there?
There goes the
Bathroom-Man
All that smell is
a fright
As we seen his
behind
Like a streak down
the toilet
He sure smells,
just like grime!
Bathroom-Man, Bathroom-Man
Stinking
sickly Bathroom-Man
Health and
Shame, he stinks more
Action is to
run away more
To him, Farts
are such great big bang-ups
Wherever toilet
papers hang-up
You'll the smell the Bathroom-Man!
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