Crop Dusting

I never knew this is what it was called until it Happened to me In public. At first it was traumatic As it came out bellowing like a banshee And the aromatic bouquet wasn't flowering it Was a catastrophe. Rotten egg smell is atomic! I never knew this is what it was called until it Happened to me In public There was every one staring at me as if I had Committed murder in the first degree Over something that is erratic And the body does automatic I sat down on the closet bench I laughed Until the tears rolled down my face as I was Catching my breath my grandson wondered If I was alright. I said I don't think my heart has Felt this free. It is time to finish my shopping Before they decide to charge me with dispersing Atomic energy. I never knew this is what it was called until it Happened to me In public.