<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=530680" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Pile of Spit</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">These words plopping down onto the paper<br>Resemble a big, steaming pile of spit.<br>The pungent smells of the putrid vapors<br>Choke my nostrils in a great, gasping fit.<br>My eyes go blood-shot while seeing the stink.<br>My throat clenches, closing from the foul air.<br>My disgust rots at the way that I think.<br>My mind suffocates in a teary glare.<br>Then I flush the crap down the clogging drain<br>That contains my spiritual plumbing.<br>I try to remove the residual stains, <br>Plunging at the rank source of my dumbing, <br>But there's a blockage deep, seeping and thick.<br>This diarrhea makes my stomach sick.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Ok, it's not spit. And I know... this poem was made in poor taste.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Tim+Stensloff">Tim Stensloff</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=530680" data-title="Pile of Spit de Tim Stensloff" data-description="These words plopping down onto the paper Resemble a big, steaming pile of spit. The pungent smells of the putrid vapors Choke my nostrils in a great, gasping fit. My eyes go blood-shot while seeing the stink. My throat clenches, closing from the f..."></div> </div> </div>

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