Kim Stone Poet Rhyme

Farts

   A final say,
   From my Momma today.
   Lest we forget,
   What not to do yet.
   Letting lose a fart,
   That cleans out a room.
   Not to be done by anyone!
  
   If it comes upon you,
   Momma says, "Just look around,
                         Pretend someone else has blown out the ground."

   I try to abide by those words she said.
   But clever as I might be,
   Farts always escape me.
   Blows out my drawers,
   Shakes the knees!

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Gershon Wolf November 20, 2024 at 10:21 PM Inverting the 'a' and the 'r' in 'fart' yields 'frat' -- the supermart of farts! Kim Stone November 22, 2024 at 3:51 AM Frats and farts are intermingled. Nothing like having a group in a struggle to be the same. At least farts have a unique noise, smell, and feel. Thanks for the read and comment.