Scuse me,
Same smell, different hole,
Better to burp than fart,
To burp is more than just an art…J
Better out than in,
Ain’t my humor a sin,
Wouldn’t be able to on stage get a fin,
But you only got to read it,
For you it’s a win-win…J
The gas comes up,
The gas goes down,
Wherever it makes its exit,
As long as you are not near,
Then you ain’t got nothin’ to fear…J
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Love ya!
Jane
Then you ain’t got nothin’ to fear…"
And some still wonder why I ran away from home at such an early age, brother!
budd
Ron
" Do you mind if we smoke?"--to which I replied
" Go ahead as I intend to burp and fart in total freedom as well"
Some how I offended them??-LOL-loved your poem Ed