Bottom Burps
by Sam Rix
Posted: Thursday, March 9, 2006 Word Count: 92 Summary: An immature poem, about being targeted for the umpteenth time! |
Bottom Burps
It’s just a bit of wind…
Condemn the boy who sinned
It’s just a pocket of air…
Funny vibration on a chair
It’s just a squeeze of the gut…
Can’t keep his bottom shut
It’s just the rich food…
It couldn’t be subdued
It’s just an accident occurring…
He smirks, his bottom purring
Deliberate or mistake?
A chuckle with that foul wake
It’s just a natural thing…
Stink alarms start to ring
It’s just a gas exchange…
My nose is now in range
Aaaaw man, you get me every time!
It’s just a bit of wind…
Condemn the boy who sinned
It’s just a pocket of air…
Funny vibration on a chair
It’s just a squeeze of the gut…
Can’t keep his bottom shut
It’s just the rich food…
It couldn’t be subdued
It’s just an accident occurring…
He smirks, his bottom purring
Deliberate or mistake?
A chuckle with that foul wake
It’s just a natural thing…
Stink alarms start to ring
It’s just a gas exchange…
My nose is now in range
Aaaaw man, you get me every time!