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When All That is Left is The Burp
by M. Griswold
05012020

When you've eaten your fill and the plate is empty.
When your tummy is full and pok'in out aplenty.
When you can't seem to finish that last li'l slurp.
Then all that is left is a really big "BURP".

When nothing else will do or fully satisfy.
That too full a feeling you just can't deny.
When a belly is gorged to it's full capacity.
Then all that is left is the "BURP" you see.

When that apple pie is eaten down to it's core.
When you just can't engulf that li'l bit more.
When all that is left that you just gotta do.
Is release that big ol' "BURP" inside of you.

It's not a "FART" but it is passing air.
And most folks do it without a care.
So when all is done and dessert is gone.
Just let out a "BURP" three miles long.

 Then your finished and all is complete.
Now you can lay down and fall fast asleep.
For when all is ended and all is done.
You will know it when that "BURP" is gone.

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