Pain, pain, pain. . . .

Your sphincter pains from a back probe where there’s cleft—shite rains.
You rue because it can’t jet through, and so you went to get poo-blow for hind.
You need moon cream or jelly lube for swelled and wrinkled. . .deemed to stream;
A tube can be crack-slided to where you are backsided, to help you unbind.

Drainhole clyster to salve, sphincter tincture? What allayment goes where the nose don’t want to move—there air explodes—
Hates hole snifters, those gross day-old whiffers. . .wrinkled-stinker doo-doo blight?

Nay, nay! Nay nay!

Butt-in time, aren’t you sad you have a bum-crack rimed heinie?
Place in the right direction. . .that gay-throes love connection. Ere ram, first pry.
Pry-hole ingress, just part that brownish pleat; you plead for sweet egress.
You can easy do, fie on surgeon—sure, you’re gonna treat guarro* guano guardado**. . .rhin-unkind.

Sprayhole clyster to ram, sphincter Richter. That allayment goes where the nose don’t want to move—there air explodes—
Take-toll sphincter. . .those bold take-hold blisters. . .wrinkled-stinker doo-doo blight.

You don’t need no crazy drug just to boost the pace of dung; you need
Merely ram it up your bung, that is, plunge to get the streaming runs.
You’ll see a sea, mighty swells now finally. Impacted, now it’s gushing free,
The wanted swirl that frees you—flees past knees.

Drainhole mixture from that clyster fixture, but you stain your clothes. Merry? No!! The way it moves, it rares to blow.
Drainhole mixture—now no guano stricture—drip ’twill from that tube all night.
Sprayhole squisher now no guano stricture—mingled with your new shoes: shite.

Spray, spray, spray. . .
Euw! sight.



*filthy
**saved