The Stench

The stench has fallen upon me Nowhere to run,nowhere to hide Smells like something crawled up in me and died Like a gray smog drifting across the night If you lit a flame it would definitely ignite Some smell sweet, some smell sour Some smell rotten some smell like your pants are on fire What makes them hot when you squeeze one out And what makes one juicy feeling unlike a drought Smeller is the feller some people say Blaming someone else seems like peoples way Why be embarrassed its just a human function More air on the outside than within your spaghetti junction Proudly squeeze one out and hold your head high Let it roll out your butt and slide down to your thighs Play a game with your family and friends Pull my finger the fun never ends Can you guess what I ate the day before Let me know as your running out that door