"Like the generations of leaves, the lives of mortal men. Now the wind scatters the old leaves across the earth, now the living timber bursts with the new buds and spring comes round again. And so with men: as one generation comes to life, another dies away."
- JoinedJune 20, 2017
Sign up to join the largest storytelling community
or
pooplicker100
Jun 20, 2017 01:12AM
Hi wattpad! I love to lick poop and i love you. HahaView all Conversations
Story by mark stone
- 1 Published Story
poopy poetry
145
0
10
A collection of poopy poems
Always updated, if I feel like it
#40 in poopy
See all rankings