04-30-2016, 06:07 AM
Wind
No matter your station, by birth or by wealth,
no matter your weight or your gender,
you cannot avoid it by bribe, lie or stealth,
the role of the farting offender.
It levels all men by the virtue of stink
and women, though they might deny it;
some folk pass them out with no hint of a blink
while others, disgusted, decry it
But whether your wind is just squeezed through the cheek
or loudly ripped into existence,
everyone’s humbled, the pompous made meek
by futile attempts at resistance.
So celebrate farting, democracy’s friend,
the bodily function with flavour;
I know you all do it, you cannot pretend,
so take a deep breath, sniff and savour.
No matter your station, by birth or by wealth,
no matter your weight or your gender,
you cannot avoid it by bribe, lie or stealth,
the role of the farting offender.
It levels all men by the virtue of stink
and women, though they might deny it;
some folk pass them out with no hint of a blink
while others, disgusted, decry it
But whether your wind is just squeezed through the cheek
or loudly ripped into existence,
everyone’s humbled, the pompous made meek
by futile attempts at resistance.
So celebrate farting, democracy’s friend,
the bodily function with flavour;
I know you all do it, you cannot pretend,
so take a deep breath, sniff and savour.
It could be worse