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The Runaway Fart

I accidentally let one loose in the middle of the isle as I bent to tie my shoes an odorous defile ! Didn't mean to toot and run but when I heard her cough I tried to hide my guilty bum before she cried and scoffed "I think your brie is spoiled" she said, as she recoiled "I didn't mean to set it free, it just ran away from me" I accidentally lost my fart at the local Wallymart I know it wasn't very smart when I left it near her cart... July 11, 2018

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Date: 7/11/2018 5:38:00 PM
A very funny poem, Pixie:) Good luck!
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Date: 7/11/2018 4:54:00 PM
The characters appearing for me to validate my comment are, "YEY". I suppose that means you have heaven's consent for letting out all that hot air in Wal*Mart? Aloha! Rico
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Date: 7/11/2018 4:03:00 PM
Farts aside, we have done worse shifting among the aisles. I trust & love any woman who confesses her tiny, invisible sins. The rhymes will soar heaven-ward, well above grocery aisles. Shalom Dear
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