Some farts smell like popcorn
The worst are from fried eggs
Most are warm and dry, but then
Some run down your legs!
Some farts kind’o linger
On travel far and wide
Some smell like a sickly skunk
Crawled up inside and died!
Silent ones are sneaky
We know not whence they came
Others, loud and proud, it seems-
They almost say your name!
Let one fly beneath the sheets,
You’ll never live it down
Some leave behind a memory-
Skid marks- streaks of brown!
You might wonder why I write
About the old P.U.
But it’s what we have in common,
It’s something we all do!
From Aristotle to Einstein-
We’ve passed down year-to-year
A blend of noxious gases
That became our atmosphere!
So, here’s to those that sing along
Sometimes they even boast
To those that say they never do-
We know They do the most!
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