Retort By Smell Poem by doug bentley

Retort By Smell



there once was a little boy named dickson
who wouldn't tolerate shit from anyone.
so, in his inimical way, rather than argue,
he'd just fart when idiots troubled him

Sunday, October 28, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: child abuse
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
about my youngest son, Dickson, a brilliant ADHD, ASD, Bipolar, "mentally deficient", socially repugnant, etc. etc. adult who endured a lifetime of oppression and bullying at the hands of adults who wouldn't last 5 minutes in his shoes.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Valsa George 27 November 2018

This poem incites two opposing emotions.... pain and laughter! Sorry to hear that your son is 'mentally deficient'! But it is interesting to hear the way he paid back to the bullies! Child abuse is so abominable, a social evil that has to be fought tooth and nail!

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Carl Roussell 22 November 2018

Your son has found a good answer to the bullies.

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doug bentley

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Richmond, British Columbia, Canada
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