Cutting the Cheese
Mama always said,
before you cut the cheese,
open the windows first, would you please
Or step outside into a stiff breeze
Flatulently speaking,
cutting the cheese is an art form
If done correctly, and the timing's right ---
it will give the haters olfactory fright,
and send them scurrying in flight
They will turn up their noses in disgust,
when they can't open the windows
or get off the bus
And as the foul fart fumigates the air,
they'll be coughing and gagging everywhere
But, see if you care,
as you laugh at their noxious despair
Cutting the cheese, served with grapes of wrath,
always opens up any blocked path
Cutting the cheese,
and cold revenge chilled fine,
goes rather well with any whine
Copyright © Freddie Robinson Jr. | Year Posted 2017
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