Farts
A final say,
From my Momma today.
Lest we forget,
What not to do yet.
Letting lose a fart,
That cleans out a room.
Not to be done by anyone!
If it comes upon you,
Momma says, "Just look around,
Pretend someone else has blown out the ground."
I try to abide by those words she said.
But clever as I might be,
Farts always escape me.
Blows out my drawers,
Shakes the knees!
Copyright © Kim Stone | Year Posted 2024
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