Releaser of fart
Today upon the bright bus
I came across a strange odour
'Twas the odour not pot pouri
Rather of your anus O' rear-y
I'd rather be on the way to Venus
Then inhale the years of pain
I was a SITTING duck
So I wondered what might you think
If I avenged the pain with my own stink
After devouring the Devil's garlic and the pungent onion
I let my breath be a problem
Letting lose as such, Lady Luck!
A merry skip towards me
Did not last long
For as you tasted my breath
Surely you met your own ghastly death
Inside my mouth the germs you did SUCK
So I say to you, releaser of fart
Think of others' feint heart
Next time you release upon a bus
I am not the friend of your anus
It would be wise that you hold your fart, FUcK!
No I am not, not NEVER the friend of your anus
Next time you release upon a bus
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