If Only People Smelled Like Flowers
I often wonder how to start
then I rip a goodly fart
This helps I feel, to clear the air
sometimes I even rip a pair
Or three, or four (I play a tune)
I feel another coming soon
It trumpets loudly
and ever so proudly
A masterpiece of gas
comes tootling out of my a**
Contributors: | Nym, Karin, Kansas Sam. |
Poem finished: | 17th July 2003. |