By jaime and z. (co-authored)
Date: 16 October 1997

A Mess of Puter Love

My love bravely saved me from the perils of puter puke
He grabbed me and pulled me away from the splatter like a Duke
And with a breathy sigh..
I turned around and let a fart fly
My love, he gagged, and made a face
I think his shoes melted and kept him in his place
And he clutched his stomach like a putz
Before I knew it, my love blew his guts
And then I was back where I began
Covered with puter puke and that of my man