Be it of Raucous delights to the Non-

Sensical Purposes of Jeopardy

and Oblivion in the Aftermath
of Arts, Histories, and Humanities, Thought
in General gone Awry to devise Means
to Fortify Sheer Combative Quests Joy
arises and Fords a River of Shit
replete with Fecal Symbolic Manure
Piles where once there had Thrived the Thin Hope
of a Change of Direction in Shitland
Autocracy and by its Aegis, Grand
Legacy of a Combustive Shit-a-Fest
lauded as the Apotheosis (Leaked
and Publicly amended for Wizards
of Delight in Video footage Thrust
forth as means for fiduciary Stench
Bait: Turds of a Hater Clump together.)
ie; a Motto heretofore without
adherents, critics, dissent arose a term
often interjected with salivatory piss
streams conducted via adhesive eye
contact, blunt force of poor puns, bad
jokes, overused cliché gone to seed and
resown: the anthropollyforces cross
the threshold from “confidential conference”
and the lascivious wherewithal boast:
(hardly dressed for such a function, boobless
blunders transmute quests for sexual gaze
never alights despite transparent cloth,
bells on tapdancing shoes, and measured
analogies, “to methods of ahem
relative values in all things but hatred,
a rigorous discussion” will not be
harmed! For the sake of Freedom Shitlineage,
thus is is proclaimed that Charges which
may stymie the access propulsive ass
spewage under the quaint accordances
of due rights, women’s rights, human rights,
are all denounced with shit, diarrhea s
supreme and evidences of Carcass
Holdings affirmed: Bones! Bones Bones! Baskets too!
All requirements in Bedding of Books
and Terror to Grammar Teacher!… Orgies
of poop, a Poop Marching Band, and Shitosophies
wherein octogons are formed to denounce
Savages and Uncivilized Races, inferior
to ANthropopo by design, nurture, and Nature.
More cultural tempo and Technique than Mere
Sentimentalism thus procured to the Wogs
A Motto: In Poopiture Saturate Us.
Thus Anthropollywogs, Queens of Eye-It is,
and Frogs waded in the Low and Warm Tides
of Dhiarrheas emerged in the Shit Sonata
and the Pristine sounds of Eager
Shit Suction chimed in with proper drip-drop
ping. A Renaissance of Shit fertilized
with the Death of Humanities, Endure!