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Anus Swoons
Turner Crotchkey
He's walkin' down the alley,
singin' a sad tune
the nun had told his Ma, that her son was a buffoon
he don't know the lyrics,
but he still wants to croon
his Grandpa was Norwegian, he wrote a bunch of runes
he is crazy as a bedbug, and he howls at the moon
constipation had forced him to eat prunes
he ate too many and soiled his pantaloons
hes layin' in the gutter,
in the merry month of June
and here comes Leonard and hes screaming Hey Coon !
Turner Crotchkey has published 2 more terrible poems since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of Turner's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of Turner's latest works: