- Erotic Poetry
- Fart Trapped
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There is a person, oh so lazy,
Who emits farts that drive me crazy.
Sloppy, nasty, wet, and vile,
Bubbles popping with a ranky style.
With no change upon his face,
His farts escape at their own pace.
He don't force it, just let it go,
Leaving behind a foul-smelling flow.
But he treats it like it's all okay,
"Just a fart," he casually say.
While the air around is hard to breathe,
His stench, an odor we can't relieve.
No matter where he may be found,
These farts persist without a sound.
With little care for those nearby,
He let his farts roam, oh my!
In settings grand or small and tight,
His farts bring discomfort, day or night.
No matter who may come and go,
His farting ways continue to show.
But when confronted, he won't confess,
He downplays it, couldn't care less.
"Just a fart," he'll always claim,
Leaving us trapped within their foul game.
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