Stinky Farts
Lanky and tall like a youthful young pup
My grandson, now six, is really growing right up
He likes his independence to do all things…himself
And mostly remembers to put toys back up on the shelf
One day as he’s playing a silly new goofy game
He starts tooting some gas and then does…Complain
He says, I’m not really a poet but I like this new game
My farts are making poetry and smell all the same
He just did not understand why on the floor I did lay
Laughing and laughing at the words he did say
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