Silence Dogood

A Burping Fart

I had to fart I couldnt hold it in.
The bubbly gas hiding within.
It came out a stench so incredibly great.
Like a rotten banana on an empty plate.

It stank of cheese and rotten pickles.
As it enters your nose your spine it prickles.
Then the worst thing happened I burped so loud.
It was a great way to silence a crowd.

The cheese flavour I tasted in my mouth.
Coming back from the trip down south.
Everyone stared like I was retarted.
Just because I burped and farted.

Written with the help of Jasmin

Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 23, 2008

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  • Carmen Johnson (4/22/2009 3:44:00 PM)

    Great laugh, great poem..

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  • Teresa Dearing (4/4/2009 7:00:00 PM)

    that is what I expect from someone your age, not war, drugs or death....Cute, a little gross, but a good poem never the less. T

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  • James MclainJames Mclain (3/22/2009 7:27:00 PM)

    You do a very good job on a subject
    that is a favorite of mine..
    .way to go..what..b..iip

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  • Monkey Mendez (12/7/2008 2:37:00 PM)

    Nice imagery! I can smell it over here!

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  • Whitney Nicole Albright* (11/24/2008 3:36:00 PM)

    This is hilarious. You made me laugh. Good job.

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  • Saint CynosureSaint Cynosure (11/23/2008 7:58:00 PM)

    Kyla it is fun to read something so gassy...

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  • *Trusting You* (11/23/2008 3:21:00 PM)

    wow this is so different from anything I have read of yours. very funny. good job.
    Crystal

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