Like a fire in my insides,~ Arka Pain
The gas bubbles down,
As beans produce sulfides,
In awkwardness I drown.
I can smell my lunch Taco Bell,
Refried beans so fresh,
As my butt groans and creaks and yells:
A fart that is sniffed from Marrakesh.
March 12th, 2010
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