User blog:MoonmanFanatic/Squidward and scatology

Here are some poems I made in the perspective of Squidward.

Good Night
Good night, my dear Squilvia, but first sprout piss on my undies as I tuck you in. Do it hard, do it strong, It will be better than Hong Kong.

The Letter to Calaz
''Why is this man called a priest? All he does is have feasts He was such an arrogant ass He has a slave play brass.''

Sex at Twelve
''I once had sex at twelve The girl was named Mary Helle Then the police came to my room He then pointed a gun at my broom.''