Treasure Island

John Gabriel


I farted I farted


It was all so silent but I farted I farted
from the rear of my pants it has departed
and all too quickly the stink had started

Without even a chance to walk away
a pretty lady began to come my way
I can’t believe the smell had no delay

The stink could easily cover a square mile
and surely would reek for quite awhile
as she approached me she lost her smile

Having to think swiftly and say something fast
I blurted out the only words I could amass
damn lady did that come from your ass

Submitted: Sunday, November 17, 2013
Edited: Monday, November 18, 2013

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Just something I wrote many years ago but still find it funny today.

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