Best Flatulence Poems

For goodness sake, please stop
farting! I can smell that
foul stench all around our
flat. It stinks like a dead
fish! Small kids find it great
fun to let...

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Due to growing Nimbus clouds of oppression
an area of low pressure has been building
Rest assured, it won't lead to bouts of depression
but rumblings of thunder...

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The new sheriff of Poetry Soup
 Rode into town on a horse named Snoop
 Jan was on his wanted list
 And the gang she did...

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EPITAPH - A LETHAL WIND

Here lies George, the sad deceased

Victim of flatulence released

The result: he would expire

Stood before an open fire


Geoffrey Brewer
15 Sept 2018...

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A house full of cats
Poor ventilation
Doctor says I have hair balls

How mysterious
Our Tab has far -away eyes
UGHH!    It's flatulence

One cat likes to...

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A Tribute to Jan Allison, I miss her on PS!


There's a sweet woman I know as Jan,
a valued member of the soup clan.
Her limericks are...

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we cannot see it
its odour is all around
baked bean flatulence

25th April 2015...

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crepitus announces itself annoyed
at my impudence  as I climb the stairs
it speaks the language of stop, I don't

flatulence trumpets my presence
luckily no one is...

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Jan caught a jet plane to New York
Where bacon does not come from pork
To end her trip
Jan let one rip
The Captain delivered a stork

Jan's flight...

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She didn’t play poker so well.
Her bluff was as clear as a bell.
   Her insides would quaver
   So much that they...

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They say I'm quite the expert
The best they've ever seen yet
So I'll tell you all my secrets
On the art of housebreaking pets

You'll need a lot...

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When Father Ted farted in church
The Bishop (who looked just like lurch)
Said ‘say six hail Mary’s
then keep off the dairies’
I know cos I’ve done my...

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O' flatulence                       ...

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THERE’S NOT MUCH NEW TODAY
THE SKY IS BLUE TODAY
THE SUMMER’S END IS NEAR
MY SPECIMEN IS CLEAR

I’M HAPPY AS CAN BE
TO LOSE MY SANITY
MY LIFE IS...

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Ossenburger, the business genius, 
when he graduated from college, 
he started a budget mortuary service.

Five dollars a corpse!
He was the Wal-Mart of death.
Burry ‘em, burn...

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