Fart Attack
I awoke last night and fell out of bed.
A fart from my Pit bull nearly left me for dead.
It was silent but deadly as it stunk up the house.
None could stand up not even a mouse.
I hit the floor hard her toot was sure ripe.
Tangy and pungent with an everlasting bite.
I crawled through the kitchen and out towards the door.
I couldn’t believe it was somewhat worse than before.
Shaken not stirred I caught some fresh air.
How can something so strong come from such a small derriere.
An emergency button installed in plain sight.
It opened all windows and brought peace to the night.
There’s a moral to this story, be careful what you eat.
Don’t share with your dog, its not a good treat.
A surgical mask and some good rubber gloves.
Will go a long way for the Dog that you love.
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