Fecal Forgery - Aborted

Poetry in motion

A quiescent movement in my bowels

An unrelenting thirst for this fecal forgery

Inundated with revolting matter

This succulent banquest of drud and gore

The playful joy of fecal batter

As I am engulfed in excremental charm

I did nothing, I smell nothing

Terrorized by this fumy hors d’oeuvre

This fecal forgery

Befouling my decency

In festering excretions I rest

This succulent banquet of nectarous chyme

I suffocate and gasp

The purfum of the dead, in my ass lies to rest

Oh holy puzzle of manure

I piece together with grand rigor

All that rotting fumes beget

A colonic arrest

Peotry in motion

A quiescent movement in my bowels

An unrelenting thirst for this fecal forgery

This fecal forgery

Befouling my decency