From a vessel arise
Both feelings and farts
One from the stomach
And one from the heart

They must follow a path
Both sentiments and ****
One goes to the mouth
And one goes to the pit

They’re sometimes restrained
Both crap and emotion
One for no reason at all
And one for bad time notion

But in neither of cases
Will closing the exit
Will make them not be.
I hope you'll forgive me
For comparing feelings
to scatology.

When asked to define a bahonkus
Noggins were scratched all about us.
15 before eight
with hungers to sate
Look: Twitterpates on a plate
Dang they're long ones!

Lawd how do we learn
the best way to burn
all these habits and nasty dry spells?
Sometimes it's the ****
from that funny gray bird
'mindin' us He's the Giver
oh well.

See that's the way the mop flops.
Yeah well ain't that some chit.
Every day has a curse and a blessing.
We be hopin' for Grace
to save us some face
and avoid seein' what we be missing.

I don't have a dog in that there **** race.
See, the pigs flew out to start bombin'.
So the dogs chased their tails
while the pigs shat the mail
makin' up for the pork they were chompin'.

The pious need to open their hearts and their pocketbooks! You must volunteer to teach "atheists" the basics, in regards to: arithmetic, vocabulary, geography & history. [Man is the Earth's only Spiritual commodity. Research and fear not. Ask questions. It's a fantasy to reduce Man to components. "Atheists" can only speak a 100 words, in one burst, before resorting to scatology. Lev Tolstoi, Emerson, Thoreau, Dickens, and those of that era, weren't profane. Only the rhetoric of rich people matters. Let us form our thoughts independent of them.]