posted on May, 1 2018 @ 03:18 AM
This poem is inspired by actual events.
My farts are so deadly you wouldn't believe,
If you catch one downwind you will struggle to breathe,
They're ghastly and gassy and noxiously foul,
Should you eat whilst one breaks it will taste like my bowel.
So please heed my warning wear gas masks when needed,
Be sure to take care when exposed to bum cheeses,
For although they be silent they're in fact toxic waste,
And napalm is nothing as my trumps melt your face.
Now bottom burps may be the cause of some laughter,
But not when the stains in your pants are left after,
Because sometimes you think you have farted but no,
You have actually sharted and then there is woe!