Puisi KENTUT

FARTS

you fart and make me smell it,
you are bonkers you are crackers,
one finger shoved right up your nose
and one hand on your knackers.

the foulness of your flatulence,
from deep in bowel walls,
has stripped and burned the paper,
from right off the bedroom walls.

the acrid smoke of brownish green,
emitted from your bottom,
has permeated everything
and made the house smell rotten.

a Jeremiah I am not,
and neither a soothsayer,
but I believe YOU made the hole
in the bloody ozone layer!

So when we're burning in the sun,
we'll all know in our hearts,
one person has destroyed the earth,
with nothing more than farts!

by s hemming