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A Very Windy Day In August

I didn’t want to make a great fuss When Fred sat beside me on the bus A great stink did appear - T’was expelled from his rear I went green and started to cuss I thought it would be indiscreet If I upped and went to swap seat He kept passing out gas From his windy fat ass ... (It’s lucky he can’t smell MY feet!) No idea of his real name.. but this really happened to me on the bus yesterday ... I don't have smelly feet 17th August 2016
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Callaghan Avatar
August 21, 2016 at 2:47 AM
Very funny Jan. This happened to me once on a long haul flight! Fiona
Allison Avatar
August 22, 2016 at 7:16 AM
Oh no Fiona that must have been horrendous for you - ugh!:-( hugs Jan xx
Vaso Avatar
August 20, 2016 at 12:07 AM
Sorry about that,however you have to admit, what are the odds we would meet like that!!! :) Hugs!
Allison Avatar
August 20, 2016 at 4:28 AM
ha ha ha you crease me up my friend:-) hugs Jan xx
Hoffman Avatar
August 18, 2016 at 1:22 PM
This is a wonderful limerick. I like ones that tell a story like this.
Allison Avatar
August 18, 2016 at 1:59 PM
I love writing limericks Terry in fact I am working on a humour book using many of the poems here - guess I'll have to remove them when i get round to publishing it:-( Hugs Jan xx
Marcum Wong Avatar
August 18, 2016 at 7:06 AM
Haha...this happened to me in my eye doctors office and there was no other seat open to move to. I got out a tissue and pretended I had a cold. Finally someone got up and I rushed over to take their empty seat. It is funny now, but wasn't then...you are so great at writing these Jan. ; )
Allison Avatar
August 18, 2016 at 2:00 PM
It's such a delicate situation Connie - all I could do was grit my teeth and formulate a poem lol:-) hugs Jan xx
Dietrich Avatar
August 17, 2016 at 3:46 PM
haha, you are at it again!!
Allison Avatar
August 18, 2016 at 2:01 PM
I know Andrea, I can't help it lol:-) hugs Jan xx
Marie Avatar
August 17, 2016 at 1:31 PM
...Lol...Your imagination and wit never ceases to amaze me! You turn everyday occurrences into a "laugh track" full of smiles for all to enjoy :-) Thank you...an immensely fun read :-) :-) blessings, lynn
Allison Avatar
August 18, 2016 at 2:01 PM
Unfortunately this wasn't imagination lol:-( hugs Jan xx
Andresen Avatar
August 17, 2016 at 1:19 PM
- An embarrassing experience .... but still very funny, Jan :))) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
Allison Avatar
August 18, 2016 at 2:01 PM
Thanks Anne Lise:-) hugs Jan xx
Smith Avatar
August 17, 2016 at 11:39 AM
When I got to the other chair...that odour didn't disappear...two young lads did gasp... pointing to my asp...where paper dangled out my rear
Allison Avatar
August 18, 2016 at 2:03 PM
ha ha ha Thanks Tim:-) hugs Jan xx
Cotterman Avatar
August 17, 2016 at 9:34 AM
as my daughter would say with her silly giggle "yew..." one very funny piece!
Allison Avatar
August 18, 2016 at 2:04 PM
Thanks Mark - farty poems still make me giggle and I write lots of poop poetry lol:-) hugs Jan xx
Turner Avatar
August 17, 2016 at 7:42 AM
Jan, your sense of humor just kills me. Spoken like a true English Lady! If it happens again just use this old southern comeback. "Why fart and waste it, when you can burp and taste it?"
Allison Avatar
August 18, 2016 at 2:05 PM
Thanks Daniel I aim to please lol - I will diversify from poop poems one day - no guarantee of when though lol:-) hugs Jan xx
Trifiatis Avatar
August 17, 2016 at 7:23 AM
Hahaha! Hilarious times two! What a horrible experience dear, Jan! Were the windows open? Poor girl! Imagine if you had smelly feet you could get even! haha! A 7 x 2 !
Allison Avatar
August 18, 2016 at 2:05 PM
I was sitting by the window but was wedged in by his behind, I couldn't move lol:-) hugs Jan xx
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