• Tis the last straw, what is this flatulence?
    From eating beans and burritos with cream
    This horrid smell, this vile insolence!
    Oh how it reeks, I hope this is a dream!

    Wait its not over. Twas just a mere wind
    Before a storm, an oncoming medley
    Of poisonous clouds that will have you skinned.
    Be wary of the silent but deadly

    This has to stop, what could be wrong with you?
    What is with this putrid and excess gas?
    But it’s far too smelly, what can I do?
    You smell even worse than a dying a**!

    I thank you for being an audience!
    Now I must die, due to this flatulence