A Question of loyalty

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When wind decides to blow,
It can't be stopped, heaven knows.
Be it a gust or gas,
Nature demands it to pass.
When gas builds up and attacks,
The cause is pucker power we lack.
We all should fear the mighty bean,
It causes noises that are obscene.
The agony of trying to hold it in,
The noise, smell, always offends!
People think that passing gas is crude,
It shows a lack of control, very rude!
A red face completes the offense,
For cutting cheese, there is no defense!
If one should take a poll,
We find we all fear losing control.
The upper crust and low class,
Are all guilty of passing gas.
From tuba blast to silent breeze,
One never knows when cutting cheese.
Sometimes it can question loyalty,
" Will my friend stand by me?"
Will lovers and friends choose to depart,
Or stand by your side, if you happen to fart.


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