Sick hunger, I desire human waste,
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Urine and feces meet my taste.
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Excrement, the smell makes one choke,
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When put upon my plate my fork shall poke.
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What fills the bladder and intestines push out,
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I worry not of hunger and drought.
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Bowels move and excrete my buffet,
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Induced cathartic is fast food today.
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Undinism, swallowing urine turns me on,
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Attraction to feces - the coprophagion.
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The alimentary canals end awaits my dish,
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Human manure I slurp, suck and relish.
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Eating waste has problems I didn't know,
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Voracious tapeworms within my guano.
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Stools for sampling, melenas black and brown,
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An enema chilled washes them down.
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Fatty, mucous, and lead pencil shit,
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Are which I am a connoisseur fool,
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A hemorrhage in the stomach and duodenum,
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Adds a repulsive flavour to a black tarry stool.
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I symbolize fully coprophagia impure
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Diagnosed mental illness, excrement cravings occur.
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Essential foods needed, already digested,
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Diet deficiency from feces ingested
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Consuming sewage, how I enjoy to be,
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The Coprophagion is what you call me.
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Coprophagia
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Broken Hope |