Ode to a Fart

Ode to a Fart

Here's to you oh fart,

The defilier of air,

Musty, rank and fetid tart,

Collateral damage isn't fair,

Your're cruel when others try to eat,

You're something to give up on lent,

Boorish and indiscrete,

Open up a window or a vent.

You are diabolical,

You are nasal pain,

Leaving the area is logical,

After many scowls of disdain,

At times you are loud,

Sometimes a thief in the night,

With you, love is lost in the crowd,

Along with panic and fright.

No one is safe on a bus,

Nor is anyone in a car,

After you there is much fus,

And fights at the bar.

Yes, you are a gastrointestinal need

Have mercy upon us and abide,

That much I do concede,

And set yourself free outside