L Milton Hankins Poet Limerick

Sir Elton Passes Gas

Sir Elton (my Keeshond) ate a raw prune
Couldn’t get out of the house, none too soon,
Left me a deposit
Actually, was it
Putrid smell from a passing gas balloon?

written July 13, 2021

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Caren Krutsinger July 16, 2021 at 7:29 AM I have to admit my dog's gassy farts smell like charcoal, and clear us out of the house. This one reminded me of my dog Sophie Helen for sure! L Milton Hankins July 16, 2021 at 8:15 AM You could light a charcoal grill with some dog's emissions.

Kim Rodrigues July 14, 2021 at 8:40 AM Run from that prune! L Milton Hankins July 14, 2021 at 10:12 AM Yeah, they'll do that to you. Thanks for your visit, Kim.

Tom Cunningham July 14, 2021 at 3:36 AM Lol, bet the air was toxic. Tom L Milton Hankins July 14, 2021 at 10:13 AM Amazingly so, Tom. Watch it when your cat eats prunes!!!