Very Bad Poetry

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Poem 877

Very Bad Archive

Festering Oil Bonanza

Turner Crotchkey

through the barf inducing week I toil

half buried in the rocks and soil

when will I shed this mortal coil

I only use Castrol 30 Weight oil

I just met me a real sweet goil

who don't mind my festering boils

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:

Fairview rug

Submitted Oct 23rd, 03:12

Sarah the Idiot

Submitted Sep 26th, 10:25

Rats ate my Bates Floaters

Submitted Sep 26th, 10:14