The Morning Micturition; or, The Greatest Feeling Ever
July 17, 2008
It veritably leaps forth from my pizzle,
pounds the water, sizzles.
Oh yes.
the sieve and the sand
Leaving the wheat with the chaff. This is not your mother’s poetry.
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July 19, 2008 at 8:57 pm
i have a friend who refers to it as a shwee-pee and i think its one of the best terms i’ve ever heard for it…
July 20, 2008 at 6:17 pm
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writing poetry bout taking a piss
July 20, 2008 at 10:37 pm
As for shwee-pee, I’m sticking with pizzle. A morning micturition is a thing of bliss and beauty and thus very adaptable to poetry. I’m afraid we don’t have enough poems in this vein (”we” in the sense of the history of human literature). I’ve wrong before, so I’ve been told.