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Breaking BAD WIND
Breaking bad wind is a terrible sin
It's when you've eaten something rotten and can't keep it in
Sometimes it's silent, but deadly it soon vacates a packed room
It leaves the farter lonely and feeling real blue
Sometimes it trumpets above the loud din
It's a conversation stopper
Breaking BAD WIND is a terrible sin!
Soon the farter is ostracised pushed out from their home
Left lonely and flatulent on dark streets to roam
Until a large peppermint defuses the trouble
Deflates the gut turns houses to rumble
Til all is forgotten forgiven released
Foul aromas extinguished,
The world left in peace
poem
by
Yvette Smith
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