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Let 'Er Rip

I went out with some guys for lunch we ate all we could find. We ate like we were starving and I must have lost my mind; I had a salad with bleu cheese and ordered extra fries, I ate a plate with extra beans, I must have had big eyes. The waiter asked if we would like some sweet things for dessert, I ordered up a slice of pie and spilled some on my shirt. We drove back to the office which is when I think it hit; my stomach started growling and was throwing quite a fit... I figured it would go away and ran to join a meet, I soon learned just how wrong I was when I sat in my seat... I loosened up my belt a bit to take the pressure off, and when my stomach growled too loud I hid it with a cough. The pressure kept on building as the meeting went on long, and that is when I realized that this could all go wrong. I stood and said "excuse me" 'cause by then I had to go, I tightened all my muscles then, and hoped it wouldn't show. I waddled to the conference door and quickly stepped outside, I knew I had mere seconds left to find a place to hide. With privacy just out of reach and pressure far too great, I had to let a little out before it was too late. I took a step to get relief, relaxed and let 'er rip, but then I couldn't help myself and felt the whole thing slip. The sound I made was deafening, it shook the office walls, but that was not the worst of it, as smell filled up the halls. I couldn't hold it in no more my body lost control, I had to make a break for it before it took it's toll. Perhaps too late I made a break and finally found a door, I pushed on through and found fresh air and let loose with some more. I found my car and got inside, and drove fast as I could, It wasn't long before I found I let more than I should. My day was done, my time was lost and so my dignity, the moral of this story should be more than plain to see: go out to lunch and take a break but don't eat the whole cart, 'cause you might find that if you do you may do more than fart. . . . Poem Info: 1. Written: 12.25.18 2. Written for the "Let 'Er Rip" poetry contest on PoetrySoup.com sponsored by John lawless.

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Date: 12/4/2020 6:12:00 AM
Hi Cary, Omg, after reading this one, I laughed so hard I had tears running down my legs. ;-) Very cleverly written. We can all definitely relate to that dreaded inner gas. My husband also cracked up when I read him your poem. Well done! :-)
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Cary Snowden
Date: 12/4/2020 6:54:00 AM
Anne, thank you for your comment; that really made my day! I’m not always good at comedy, so it was a thrill to hear I got more than a smile or two with this one. Thank you!
Date: 7/7/2020 3:15:00 PM
Wow! I love how the words flow, bringing the experience alive. I love the rhyme as well. Good job
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Date: 12/27/2018 5:49:00 PM
PS: I asked several people in my personal circle whether this was 'too much' to post live. They assured me it wasn't. I may be the brunt of an inside joke I am not on the inside of. -Cary
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