and when on toilet i did sat
things came out and i did shat
the things i knew to come they did
unfortunately some on the lid
but poo is as poo does and we all poo poo
from small ones to big ones its still doo doo
be hard be it small or be it round
best if we keep it in our pants, in the bowl, off the ground
be it well written or be it shit
anything today will fit
poo in a can, a crapper, a bus, a tree
a day it will be of pooetry
the sieve and the sand 
Holy crap (excuse the pun)
I thought I was only author of excramental poetry
WOOT
Glad to see someone else is full of
ummm
creative endeavors…
seriously, when is the sieve and the sand: fecal matters hitting bookstores?
i’ll have to get on that
That would be a great name for the next book. It is a little amazing and perhaps sad that we do have enough poo poems to fill a book.
Yeah but not all the poo poems are tagged as such. We’ve got quite a few Roger-themed poems, and in a few months we could probably fill a book.
thats true…