A Public Passing

A Public Passing

A Poem by HB

I stood next to this guy, today
         And had to give him props.
'Cause when I farted next to him,
         He didn't call the cops.


My death-by-smell he did ignore,
         He even had me laughing!
When he said how he enjoyed
        A truly public gassing!


Oct 7, 2010

© 2011 HB


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hehe I like this.. there should be a word for it though

kewl fun write

Posted 13 Years Ago


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