Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

Home Following Inbox Notifications

Read

Read Lifted Feeds Hearted History My poems New poem

Explore

Explore Orbits Words Tags Classics

Log in

0

Stars

0

Embers

0

Alerts

0

Inbox

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

Home Following Inbox Notifications

Read

Read Lifted Feeds Hearted History My poems New poem

Explore

Explore Orbits Words Tags Classics

Log in

0

Stars

0

Embers

0

Alerts

0

Inbox

A Public Passing

I stood next to this guy, today

And had to give him props.

'Cause when I farted next to him,

He didn't call the cops.

My death-by-smell he did ignore,

He even had me laughing!

When he said how he enjoyed

A truly public gassing!

Request permission to use this poem

Written by

hb

American

Published: Oct 6, 2010
LinesWords: 845

Notes: Sometimes my brain, it does very silly things...

Permission

Request to use this poem

Tell hb how you would like to use it. We review requests before forwarding them.

About Blog FAQ Privacy Terms Contact

Explore

Hello PoetryVoting

Write