Alone
Alone in the dark
I smelt a fart
All by myself
Who to blame
Who to blame
Alas! my gas
Is my own demise
This too shall pass
Alas, alas!
To pass this gas
Tis no surprise
Sure does stink
Stings my eyes!
Author notes
This one started out as a piece designed to impart that feeling of dread, as if trapped all alone in a deep well with no hope of escape. All alone, unable to scream, exhausted, and terrified…dying alone in the dark…so alone….so dark….so stinky.
Did I get it right?
Special credit to Sandygram for the inspiration to pen such a poem...
Gee Thanks Michael, I added another verse to our stinky poem!!! Phew!!! (Sandy has clothes pin on nose) Hehehe
Please tell me what you think... or is that stink?
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Whoa! that got to stink & no one to blame either, that's always a downer hehehehehe .. omg, What the heck made you write this one, what ever, it sure made me laugh... its nature's call, why shy away it
... great to laugh and thanks to you ... take care buddy CIG
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wow, i've written a few of these before that pertain to gas and farting. Especially when it comes to farting in church. lol haha this was so stinking funny.. Literally!! Thanks for sharing this with me. I am glad that Sandy inspired this one Haha
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Hey Charles, Well we were being silly. I told him about your poem about gas after he started this one.Its like a blast from the past.
Love ya, MOM
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LOL.
You're so silly,
and I give ya credit for penning such things.
LOL..
Not even a contest, shame.
Peace, -Timothy aka poeticweaver
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Thansk Tim No, I'm not much into contests though I enjoy writing...seriously. Gald you got a smile out of it.
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