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Little Jack Marty 
He was a smarty 
Sitting in his second grade online class 
He developed an urge to pass some gas 
When it came out of Little Marty’s shell 
It had that pumping smell 
Hearing the tiger roar as it ripped out the young boy’s door 
Watching his computer screen he saw Abigail studying to be a teen Queen 
Crossing the street 
The smell did travel tangy and sweet 
It went under the door without a word 
Stairs it crept 
Past the room where last night Abigail slept 
As the aroma approached 
Little Jack Marty watched Abigail and said, “She is toast”
Taking a whiff Abigail straightened up very stiff 
Her eyes bulged and face turned green with a tinge of white 
Due to the smell that was airy and light 
Typing away Little Jack Marty did say,
 “You have been visited by the toot toot fairy” 
In which she replied, “Oh you are so scary” 
“Little Jack Marty did you cut the cheese?” 
“I am alone in my room and I do as I please.” 
He typed back about the environmental attack 
Suddenly the teacher popped on the screen looking stern and mean 
“What are you two doing anything to do with schooling?” 
The teacher did ask with no need for a cut the cheese mask. 
Looking into the camera Little Jack Marty said that he was sorry, 
“Yes, I cut the cheese then disturbed the peace, I will now be quiet and will not start a panic riot, carry on with the online class while I hold my gas.” 
Smiling the teacher was impressed 
When Little Jack Marty confessed 
About his too tee 
That was a beauty

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