Not The Fragrance Of A Rose (Limerick) Poem by Chris Embrick

Not The Fragrance Of A Rose (Limerick)



I was afraid to date for fear of passing gas
Until I met a girl producing methane just as fast
Her knight arrived most debonair
The wedding held in open air
We're both breathing easier now that the anxiety has passed.

Tuesday, June 12, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: anxiety,humor,romance
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Chris Embrick

Chris Embrick

Commerce, Georgia
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