Gaseous Poems - Poems about Gaseous

Smiting spread of gaseous explosion blow He sprayed baby cologne with fresh mint glow As classmates guessed puzzling scent Poop came out as toilet-sent… Then he blurted, “Thanks* God for freedom flow!” 1Thessalonians 5:18 *In every thing give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you. June 25, 2023 2nd place, "POOP" Limerick Poetry Writing Contest Sponsored by...

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Don't drink the pickle juice for your caboose will cut loose Beans indeed will make you toot really are the magical fruit Cabbage can be savage for the air it will ravage Open the window on burrito night don't strike a match for a light Eating kimchi a Korean treat from your bottom sounds will tweet To many raw vegetables and leafy greens will release gases...

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I heard the echoes of each gassy squeak Held my breath when I sniffed his stinky leak He let out a few more So I ran for the door Before his toots made the entire room reek Others came out, while pinching their noses His flatulence poured out like fire hoses Oh, what a horrid smell Worse than rotten egg shell And can't be...

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Gaseous Escape Just give me, nitrous oxide. so I can dream. said the Insomniac....

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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...

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stomach gas says nothing can compel me until i do myself out there from a challenge i will see ...

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Think(ing) materially gaseous Mineral if anything can be thought to be certain what thinks thinks up the multiverses in the first place minus the ego so solipsistic faramineux worlds as the solitary thought can contain other diachronic universes thought up likewise by our anti-selves hidden by necessity to our Selves behind blind coulisses sliding...

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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 eat I fear Must lay off the beans, it smells like an abattoir © Jack Ellison 2015...

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There was a moon man from Titan Who out gased who ever he was fightin' When his eyes saw red He blew off his head And anyone near him was lightnin'...

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