From the Prior Thinker

Today I started Bellmouth High Finally growing up I thought with a sigh First days are always full of stressful nerves Who grew taller who got curves This year was no exception to the rule We weren't babies anymore this was high school. Everyone gathered in the auditorium as the rising freshman were due to speak Just as quiet came over the mob I felt it start to leak. Sweating bullets as the bubble took hold One silently had already leaked out truth be told. Each freshman took a turn Two in front of me that's when it decided to burn. No time now so had to just bear it TElling myself to put on the brakes cause I was sure to ****. My turn I walk all penquin like holding back so my problem wouldn't be known The counselor came from the back and just as she passed by with the microphone She paused behind me and said go ahead and start And as if on cue my body let out the most embarrassing fart. Now if that wasnt enough for my name to smear It was when it went thru the speakers for everyone to hear. Then as silence still ruled the moment The boy right behind me said "eww" can you imagine my torment. So from that day forward instead of being the Thinker They call me the Stinker..