Poem: Fart Doctor

Poem: Fart Doctor

 

Fart Doctor

Doctor! Doctor! Please help us!
We’ve burdens quite onerous!
Though the rumblings are low-ish,
even sort of sonorous,
the smell is malodorous—
all sulphur and phosphorus.
It may sound preposterous,
but there is a great cost for us
with problems so ponderous.
Save us, doctor of flatus!


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Poem: Everything I Know About Death

Poem: Everything I Know About Death