A fart is a pleasant thing...It gives the belly ease... It warms the bed in winter... And suffocates the fleas. A fart can be quiet... A fart can be loud... Some leave a powerful... Poisonous cloud A fart can be short... Or a fart can be long... Some farts have been known... To sound like a song..... A fart can create... A most curious medley... A fart can be harmless... Or silent...and deadly. A fart might not smell... While others are vile... A fart may pass quickly... Or linger a while... A fart can occur... In a number of places... And leave everyone there... With strange looks on their faces. . From wide-open prairie... To small elevators... A fart will find all of us sooner or later. . But farts are all bad... Is simply not true... We must never forget... Skinny old farts like you! Kinda brings a tear to your eye ..... don't it? Tac
Truth be known, I received that poem in and email from an olde retired Air Farce Colonel who has been the recipient of some green clouds generated by me. If it were a family affair playing cards including his wife as a player, I would blame her. It was always good for a laugh as she got spun up immediately. She was a Navy Officers Brat, Her dad retiring as an 0-6. Did I mention she had flaming red hair and bright green eyes?
I think she was referring to my post #6. Those were my words and that post also made it clear the poem was forwarded.
Heh it works the other way at our house. The combination of a bowl of Kashi Go Lean cereal and one disgusted look from me turned the completely innocent Mr. into a legend at Gander Mountain. They still run for the back room if he comes in the front door.
