Load Gaseous Emisions
As I ascend the stairs to my waiting boudoir
I expel these loud gaseous emissions just like a car
Is it the rarefied atmosphere
More likely what I ate I do fear
Must lay off the beans, it smells like an abattoir
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2017
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