FARTING, by Viskey
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Farting is something I do well
my belly starting to swell
I'm going to burst.......oh hell
Reeking, what is that horrid smell
Next I pawn it off on you
With my gentle smile, I say it's true
He's the one that gave you the flu
I'm such a shrew
Lastly I follow it up with another
Our friends look at you and say oh brother
Everyone finds cover
Or else they might smother
While you disperse the crowd
I go home all smug and proud
My car engulfed in a cloud
Now I can even be loud
By v j Ballard
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Posted: 2012-07-10 20:57:07 UTC |
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2012-07-28 05:00:50 | sweetNsour |
i am sure everyone knows someone like this, very funny yet understood |