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    A nice little poem

    A fart it is a pleasant thing, It gives the belly ease, It warms the bed in winter, And suffocates the fleas. A fart can be quiet A fart can be loud, Some leave a powerful, Poisonous cloud A fart can be short, Or a fart can be long, Some farts have been known To sound like a song......A fart can create A most curious medley, A fart can be harmless, Or silent and deadly. A fart might not smell, While others are vile, A fart may pass quickly, Or linger a while...... A fart can occur In a number of places, And leave everyone there, With strange looks on their faces. From wide-open prairie, To small elevators, A fart will find all of Us sooner or later. But farts are all bad, Is simply not true-We must never forget....... Sweet old farts like you! I was always taught to respect my elders,But it keeps getting harder to find one.




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    Quote Originally Posted by Laava View Post
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    Said Sam I am...

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    Oh what a sleekit horrible beastie
    Lurks in yer belly efter the feastie
    Just as ye sit doon among yer kin
    There sterts to stir an enormous wind.

    The neeps and tatties and mushy peas
    Stert workin like a gentle breeze
    But soon the puddin wi the sauncie face
    Will have ye blawin’ all ower the place.

    Nae matter whit the hell ye dae
    A’bodys gonnae have tae pay
    Even if ye try to stifle,
    It’s like a bullet oot a rifle.

    Hawd yer bum tight tae the chair
    Tae try and stop the leakin air
    Shift yersel frae cheek tae cheek
    Prae tae God it doesnae reek.

    But aw yer efforts go assunder
    Oot it comes like a clap a thunder
    Ricochets aroon the room
    Michty me, a sonic boom!

    [Posted courtesy of the KB Serious Burns Unit]
    "Standing on your mother's corpse you told me that you'd wait forever." [Bryan Adams: Summer of 69]

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