I was burning a cigarette down
when the stomach cramps struck.
So I ran to the bathroom and
spouted methane gas from my ***
then shat out four beers
and nine shots of brandy.
The tip of my smoke glowed
bright orange and ignited
my feces, blowing everything
to kingdom come.
I found peace there,
mixed in with blood and ****
Apr 19, 2015
Apr 19, 2015 at 12:11 AM UTC
I was burning a cigarette down
when the stomach cramps struck.
So I ran to the bathroom and
spouted methane gas from my ***
then shat out four beers
and nine shots of brandy.
The tip of my smoke glowed
bright orange and ignited
my feces, blowing everything
to kingdom come.
I found peace there,
mixed in with blood and ****
Request permission to use this poem