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Poetry of the Crapper
Poetry of the Crapper
Poetry of the Crapper
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Poetry of the Crapper

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This collection of terrible poetry will make you laugh, cry and shake your head in disgust. Bad images will ignite one’s emotions and forever scar the brain of the reader. The author Kevin Smith, has a vomit inducing attitude and an even worse ability to produce really rotten entertainment. Be prepared to suffer from melodramatic episodes of rage. A theatrical masterpiece of dung is the likely outcome of a reciter’s journey to the crapper.

No real humans were injured in the making of these poems, only Kevin Smith himself who laughed too much and ended up with tendinitis of the jaw. Don’t be like Kevin, be calm and smoke a doobie or two. Enjoy this moment in time with the inept and incompetent storytelling of the author.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherKevin Smith
Release dateFeb 17, 2017
ISBN9781386682479
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    Poetry of the Crapper - Kevin Smith

    Poetry of the Crapper

    Kevin Smith

    Published by Kevin Smith, 2017.

    While every precaution has been taken in the preparation of this book, the publisher assumes no responsibility for errors or omissions, or for damages resulting from the use of the information contained herein.

    POETRY OF THE CRAPPER

    First edition. February 17, 2017.

    Copyright © 2017 Kevin Smith.

    ISBN: 978-1386682479

    Written by Kevin Smith.

    Table of Contents

    Title Page

    Copyright Page

    POETRY OF THE CRAPPER

    POETRY OF THE CRAPPER

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    My Girl

    When I was down there all I smelled was fish.

    Now I am in the abyss.

    You gave me the clap.

    Got yourself pregnant, now you look like crap.

    I've seen a better figure on a momma moose.

    You wet like Niagara Falls and so loose.

    Crack cocaine kisses and ample misguided hugs.

    Time to get rid of the bugs.

    Need to wash my undies in hot

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