Life lingers on,
Strife lingers too,
Farts as well linger,
Especially if you were scratchin’ your butt,
And you farted on your finger…
No it didn’t happen that way,
But it doesn’t take much imagination,
To figure how this I know,
Take a laxative,
And boy will you have farts out your backend to blow…
What has all this got to do with the title,
How the hell should I know,
I only writes them,
And you’re supposed to decipher this my recital…