poopeedoopeedoopA Poem by Jerryturning twinkies into poo!so there i was at the porcelain bowl and it was because i had to pay a toll. as i stepped into the room, i took a short breath because that smell of doom, was a smell of death. but alas, i had to go bad so to the toilet i went which i thought was a tad and i knew my insides were spent. i walked into the room and behind me shut the door and with the sound of 'floom' my pants hit the floor. Man this action needs a starter instead of acting on instigation because now i'm pushing harder... ...i hate constipation...
...[pptptptpttpppphhpph...splash...aaaahhh....oh wait!...splash....ahhh...]...
~fin~ © 2008 JerryAuthor's Note
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7 Reviews Added on June 15, 2008 Last Updated on June 15, 2008 AuthorJerryjefferson, GAAboutwell im 13 years old and i love to play the guitar, and the drums. i am currently in a band with some friends and i just want to say that one day you will hear the band name "Scarlet blood" on mtv, we.. more..Writing
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