In the Elevator
My stomach was feeling grumbly and gassy
As I dressed for my meeting, looking classy
My hair up in a bun, my black suit on in wool
My breakfast still making me feel too full
I ran into the crowded elevator, my portfolio in hand
But then dropped it, and at my boss’s feet it did land
I bent over quickly trying to pick up my portfolio paper
And gasped, when I loudly let one loose in the elevator
8/1/21
Contest: When I Let One Loose In the Elevator
Sponsor: Charles Messina
Copyright © Tania Kitchin | Year Posted 2021
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