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The foulest odour one’s nostril did find
Unwittingly attacked by the smell from behind
It was an odour distinct from any other
Delivered to the room undercover
The gas was deadly and sure to kill
For this man had unleashed a nuclear spill
The culprit unaware of this distasteful aroma
It slipped out the butt whilst still in a sleep-like coma
Awoken by choking on the foul morning air
The perpetrator came to with a startled flair
He had blown a hole in his mattress bellow
Where his wife had fallen into the unknown
The hole resembled the depths of a wishing well
And from it his wife yelled, “Oh bloody hell!”
For she had lived with this catastrophic butt for far too long
And wanted to tape it up with a cork and a metal thong
Luckily the husband had a safety rope just for such occasions
So he rescued the wife, and a slap greeted his kind intentions
“Aw holy crap what was that for?” the husband did enquire
“That was for your explosive farting my gaseous Squire!”
Here ends the story of the explosive stench
But be warned of all who indulge in the buttock clench
For these folk who’s fart build to huge creations
That they often explode and destroy whole nations!
I hope you enjoyed my poem :)
Unwittingly attacked by the smell from behind
It was an odour distinct from any other
Delivered to the room undercover
The gas was deadly and sure to kill
For this man had unleashed a nuclear spill
The culprit unaware of this distasteful aroma
It slipped out the butt whilst still in a sleep-like coma
Awoken by choking on the foul morning air
The perpetrator came to with a startled flair
He had blown a hole in his mattress bellow
Where his wife had fallen into the unknown
The hole resembled the depths of a wishing well
And from it his wife yelled, “Oh bloody hell!”
For she had lived with this catastrophic butt for far too long
And wanted to tape it up with a cork and a metal thong
Luckily the husband had a safety rope just for such occasions
So he rescued the wife, and a slap greeted his kind intentions
“Aw holy crap what was that for?” the husband did enquire
“That was for your explosive farting my gaseous Squire!”
Here ends the story of the explosive stench
But be warned of all who indulge in the buttock clench
For these folk who’s fart build to huge creations
That they often explode and destroy whole nations!
I hope you enjoyed my poem :)
Excellent. A few of the lines in the middle were a little too long to keep the flow going smoothly, but overall it read well and was entertaining.
'POP' can I get some opinions on this poem :)
Cheers :)
Cheers :)
The foulest odour one’s nostril did find
Unwittingly attacked by the smell from behind
It was an odour distinct from any other
Delivered to the room undercover
The gas was deadly and sure to kill
For this man had unleashed a nuclear spill
The culprit unaware of this distasteful aroma
It slipped out the butt whilst still in a sleep-like coma
Awoken by choking on the foul morning air
The perpetrator came to with a startled flair
He had blown a hole in his mattress bellow
Where his wife had fallen into the unknown
The hole resembled the depths of a wishing well
And from it his wife yelled, “Oh bloody hell!”
For she had lived with this catastrophic butt for far too long
And wanted to tape it up with a cork and a metal thong
Luckily the husband had a safety rope just for such occasions
So he rescued the wife, and a slap greeted his kind intentions
“Aw holy crap what was that for?” the husband did enquire
“That was for your explosive farting my gaseous Squire!”
Here ends the story of the explosive stench
But be warned of all who indulge in the buttock clench
For these folk who’s fart build to huge creations
That they often explode and destroy whole nations!
I hope you enjoyed my poem :)
Unwittingly attacked by the smell from behind
It was an odour distinct from any other
Delivered to the room undercover
The gas was deadly and sure to kill
For this man had unleashed a nuclear spill
The culprit unaware of this distasteful aroma
It slipped out the butt whilst still in a sleep-like coma
Awoken by choking on the foul morning air
The perpetrator came to with a startled flair
He had blown a hole in his mattress bellow
Where his wife had fallen into the unknown
The hole resembled the depths of a wishing well
And from it his wife yelled, “Oh bloody hell!”
For she had lived with this catastrophic butt for far too long
And wanted to tape it up with a cork and a metal thong
Luckily the husband had a safety rope just for such occasions
So he rescued the wife, and a slap greeted his kind intentions
“Aw holy crap what was that for?” the husband did enquire
“That was for your explosive farting my gaseous Squire!”
Here ends the story of the explosive stench
But be warned of all who indulge in the buttock clench
For these folk who’s fart build to huge creations
That they often explode and destroy whole nations!
I hope you enjoyed my poem :)